Party All Weekend

If you see me complaining that I don’t get to have fun anymore, remind me to read this post. I’ve been enjoying my new freedom lately. Freedom meaning that I can go out of the house anytime I want without worrying that my baby will get hungry. I’ve felt like a prisoner for three years, what with working from home and not being able to meet up with friends as much as I want to. But now, there’s just no stopping me. For the last two months, I’ve been going to dinner parties, meeting up with friends for movie or coffee, or simply going to the mall to shop alone. It was fun halt of the time but when I get tired, I suddenly wish I was home playing with my daughter instead.

Speaking of parties, my close friends and old co-workers are having our Christmas party tonight. Some of our oldest friends will be there so I can’t wait. My daughter is coming so there’s no problem with me staying too late and missing her. There are two big beds there just in case she gets tired but I know she wouldn’t because her friends will be there as well. So you see, my social life is active again. And the weird part is, after wanting it to be this way for so long, I often wish it wasn’t this busy.