Todays lesson came to me when I least expected it.
We spent the evening celebrating Amy’s 30th birthday.
We had an overall good time.
But I did learn that I am a sensible girl. I looked around the room at all the high heels, the short skirts, the pretty hair, the makeup and I felt a bit dull to be honest. I wore jeans and a black top. Sensible clothing. Practical clothing. It was cold. I wore pants. I wore covered shoes with socks. Not high heels and stockings. I wore my hair up in a ponytail, out of the way of tiny fingers. I wore no earrings for little hands to grab or pretty chunky necklaces to be pulled on. I looked like a Mum. I had the kids there. I left before 10pm. Just when they turned the music up, turned the smoke machine on, we left. Time to take the kids home to bed. I have learnt that my life is different to the whole party scene. I don’t belong there right now (not sure I ever really did). I don’t know if I’m happy or sad about that. I just know that it’s a different place to where I am in my life right now. Maybe I’ll visit there some other time.