One last birthday thought...

It's been a loooong day w/ the kids (both of them have been sick on and off the last two weeks, I've missed days of work, I'm behind on EVERYTHING). It's my birthday and I just drank one Coors Light and I'm buzzed (one beer?) and all I want to do is go to bed as soon as the kids go to bed. At like 8:00. That's my dream right now. It sounds better than any night out partying. And THAT, my friends, is how I know I'm getting old.