In other words, I am getting old.
Tonight, I had one too many burping/farting/armpit farting noises in my presence. It was then that I decided to jump ship and go to the movies. I intended to go alone. But as life is in a family of six, you are rarely alone. And so Kate jumped ship with me and we made a girls' night out of it. What was so cool about the night was that we were the the only ones in the whole theater. Probably because:
a) it was a school night
b) it was a kids movie
c) the movie was 3D (I hate the 3D trend with a passion)
d) the movies are freaking expensive nowadays
Regardless of the cost and terrible temptation it was to have a nine year old eating chocolate next to me whilst on a sugar fast, I do not regret going. I do not regret taking time to do what I want. Because having literally ten minutes to myself has not happened since (insert something relevant meaning 'a really long time' here). I had a good time even if I had to withdraw from Kate's college fund for it (nearly)