Shhhhh! I’m Feeling a Bit Delicate…

Suzie + nightclub + alcohol = Suzie with a lost voice and fuzzy head

It was my friend’s birthday celebration last night and for the first time in months I went out to a nightclub. I love getting ready to go out, particularly when doing hair and make-up so I had a great time putting my face on, almost doing a lap of honour around the living room when I managed to put on my false eyelashes successfully on the first attempt without glueing my eyelids together or looking drunk before I’d even left the house.

I decided to wear flats – I’ve reached the point where I’ve stopped trying to convince myself that I’ll be able to survive the whole night without my feet wanting to shrivel up from the pain of wearing heels – and after arriving at the bar where everyone was meeting I knew I’d made the right decision when I realised that I would be standing up and dancing around for the next few hours.

As we walked into the club I saw one of the barmen and instantly recognised him as a former student. Β I often have difficulty remembering ex-students names but despite the fact that I hadn’t seen him in the last ten years and he’s now a fully grown man I could still picture him as a little 12 year-old within a cheeky grin, playing the tuba in the school orchestra. He didn’t recognise me until I said my name. Turns out, he’s now studying at the same music college that I trained at and seems to be doing well for himself.

I drank, I sang, I danced and I drank some more. It was fun – it’s not something that I do often so it’s nice to let my hair down and jump around for a few hours. I left at about 1.00am with a ringing in my ears and a feeling of being a little more tipsy than I had originally intended. I got home, fell into bed and must have fallen asleep immediately because the next thing I remember is The Bloke discretely trying to remove the cat from me, who had taken it upon himself to try and sit on my head this morning.

I’ve felt a bit rough for most of the day and required a nap this evening after cooking an Easter lamb roast. My voice has been intermittent – the singing and screaming conversations over the music was obviously not been a good idea.

I still find it amazing that ten years ago I could get up, go to work, go home and get changed and then go out until the early hours of the morning and not feel physically affected by it. Now, I need a week to recover!

I’m glad it’s a Bank Holiday tomorrow!

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30 thoughts on “Shhhhh! I’m Feeling a Bit Delicate…

  1. Fun? Night out? Alcohol? All a bit of a distant memory for me these days! πŸ˜‚
    Back in the day I could dance, drink have two hours sleep get up and on with my day.
    Now it’s a case of get up for two hours and I need a nap!
    Glad you had a good time. πŸ‘πŸ»

  2. HI SUZIE, GLAD YOU HAD A GOOD TIME!!
    Oh! Sorry I am shouting πŸ˜±πŸ°πŸ‡πŸ£πŸ₯πŸ€πŸ’œ if you think recovery is hard now wait till you get to my age!!
    Happy Easter πŸ’œπŸŒΉπŸ’œ

  3. It takes me like 2 days to recover now hahaa….I remember being able to go to a party and be fine as anything for my 8am class or work shift. No more! Lol

  4. I remember those ‘nothing affects me’ days too – so ling ago! Glad to hear you are wearing flats for nights on your feet . One of the lectures I used to give to the med students was to take care of their feet. Your feet and your back deserve all the TLC you can give them – they will support you through your later years!

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