Death of the Party

I decided against going out last night. I really wanted to hang out with Bob, but going to watch a three-hour movie that started at midnight did not seem like the best way to spend time with a friend. I was getting ready to go out when I started to feel weak. It happens from time to time, and I try to just force myself to get out and try to do something. This time, though, I had to admit defeat and stay home. The last time I felt that weak was the bridal gown and bridesmaid dress event for Maureen. I was nearly falling asleep at David's Bridal, so I decided to it would be best to not put myself in a position to fall asleep at the wheel while driving home from Royal Oak.