Not Getting Wild

Confession time:  I never had a “wild” phase. 

I’m boring.

Older dudes at work are still telling crazy stories of things that happened to them 20+ years ago & I’m over there like “Hey, I had a Dr. Pepper instead of a Mountain Dew today!” & the disapproving looks start in.

Seriously.  The most wild thing I’ve probably ever done was go with my bff to visit her boyfriend who was traveling for work.  He was only 4 hours away.  At the time, it felt so freaking wild to surprise him & his coworkers with our presence at the hotel they were staying at, but now, I can do that shit all day long & not even feel bad about it.  There was absolutely nothing scary about it.  Ok, maybe when we were driving her tiny car through the state game lands on roads that probably weren’t made for cars, but even then, that was a gray area that I still don’t have the answer to, so we were still probably in the right.

That all happened when I was 18, so I don’t even have any stories about getting all drunk & partying & whatnot.  I got married when I was 20, so that should tell you that I’m just an old maid who didn’t even have a chance to get all cray cray!  Sure, I’ve been to some pretty wild concerts, but I didn’t get so inebriated that I didn’t know what I was doing.

Maybe I just have a difficult time losing control?  Maybe I just like to be the one who doesn’t lose my shit in public?

PS:  My hubs & I actually went back to the town that my bff & I visited & stayed in the fancier hotel next door.  I still fucking love that place!  Milesburg, PA, I you!