Queen is turning 26 on Saturday. That night she has planned to go to Hartford with her friends. From the beginning I really didn’t want to go, for two reasons: one, I wanted her to have a good night out with just her friends and two, it’s a club and I am really not into clubs. However, only recently I’ve given in and said that I would go. Queen really wants me to go.
There are a lot of reasons why I don’t enjoy clubs, mostly because of the obvious: the are loud, I don’t dance, people get to be a drunk sloppy mess, and you end up staying out too late for my taste. I guess I’m just getting old, or maybe I’m just genuinely over that “scene”. I am all about the dive bars! But clubs not so much. Anyway, yesterday I talked on Facebook to Queen’s brother who lives in Mass and got him to come along. He doesn’t dance so he said he’d stick with me that night, and I am so relieved now. But the best part is that Queen doesn’t know he’s coming, and she’s going to be so surprised!!
Overall, I know I just need to get it together for Queen’s birthday. I feel like somehow I am being selfish and I should just go out and enjoy myself for her sake. Take one for the team (the relationship). I am being dramatic, I know. I can do this. And we leave for NYC the next day! Look forward to good things, all the time.
I welcome all words of encouragement! haha.
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