I must be getting old

I went out for a yummy, yummy dinner tonight.

Then I went out for a drink. After about 2 sips and being in the bar for about 5 minutes I was ready to go home.  Luckily my companion felt the same way. So about 10-15 minutes later we left.  I was so happy to be going home I even splurged on a cab.  Mind you it was partly practical...I figured after the wine and decaf with dinner and half a drink afterwards I'd seriously have to pee in the hour it would take me to get home by public transit.

But yes, 11pm hit and the only place I wanted to be was home in bed. And I'm about to head there right now.

mmm bed.