I've come to the conclusion that I just can't hang anymore. I knew it would happen at some point and that point is now at the youngish age of 28. Last night a bunch of us top floor dwellers went out for drinks after work. The combination of 18 oz Bud Lights and no food was probably not the best combination. I rallied this morning and even made it to work early but now I have to have a hot dog for lunch because hang over cravings are not to be ignored.
So I'm saying goodbye to 22 year old Ginny who could stay out late on a Thursday and feel totally fine the next day. Hello responsible adult Ginny, it's nice to finally meet you.
Have a happy somewhat responsible weekend everyone!