When did I get old?

I think that I have finally become accustomed to my work schedule. It is not my ideal schedule, but I think that I have gotten used to my new routine. I set my alarm for 7:15, get out of bed at 7:42 (I tend to fare better when I have several chances to hit the snooze button in the morning), leave the apartment at 8:45, leave work at 6, and go to bed at around... 10. WHAT!?!?

Anyone who knows me will tell you that I am and always have been a night owl. I LOVE being up longer than anyone else and having that time for myself. I have always felt that the wee hours of the morning were when I was most productive. Now, however, I am beat by 10! This has been a difficult transition. I feel like I have lost a TON of time from any given day where I would usually... well, watch TV. Why is it that you come up with exciting plans only when you don't have time to do them? I have recently been REALLY in the mood to pick up my favorite book and re-read it before FINALLY continuing with the series. However, by the time I get home, eat, and take a few minutes to myself where I don't have to think, the last thing that I want to do is read a huge book. These thoughts and exhaustion scare me. I am scared that this is pretty much how my life will be... tired. I am especially scared to one day add "mommy" to my list of roles. God help me, I don't think I have the energy!

My point is... I feel old. I don't know how or when it happened, but I am an old woman. I NEVER thought I would say this, but I actually miss college. Not classes, and not professors (*sigh*), but most everything else. Gone are the days where I woke up and the first thought I had was the nap that I had planned for the afternoon. OMG, NAPS!!!! I miss napping ALL afternoon! Naps helped me get through the day! I woke up, went to class for 3 hours, ate an unhealthy lunch, and then napped into the evening. I didn't know it then, but those were the best days of my life.

Ok, I'm being dramatic. But I do wish that I would have listened to my parents (what!?) and not have been in such a hurry to grow up. But for now, I bid you all goodnight. It's past my bedtime.