Everything has a cost

I woke up this morning tired and I haven’t really been able to combat the fatigue. It’s a bit frustrating as it appears that my 30s are apparently catching up to me faster than I’d like.

I stayed in Friday night and then on Saturday my friends and I decided to go to a bar after dinner for a bit. It was a bit of a long Saturday but we were back in bed by midnight. I took Sunday as a recovery day and had two naps. Even after sleeping 8 hours last night, I still woke up groggy and felt like I could go back to sleep for another 2 hours.

It’s a bit frustrating. As the weekend was far from a “relaxing” one where we did nothing, we also aren’t out partying to the wee hours of the morning either. It feels like every year of getting older means you have to have less and less fun. Who would’ve thought that at 33, staying up a couple hours past my normal bed time on Saturday would be enough to throw me off my schedule on Monday?

I really wish this wasn’t the case, but of course that’s life and part of getting older. Sophia and I are overindulging a bit. It’s summer and we’re trying to have as much fun as possible before we start a family so perhaps me feeling a bit tired Monday morning isn’t the worst thing as I got to spend time with some close friends on Saturday. I suspect that will slow down a bit naturally.

But more importantly, I’m starting to realize that everything has a cost nowadays. That extra beer at the end of the night. Another episode of a show. Sometimes these costs are worth it. But the cost of everything is becoming more and more expensive as I grow with age unfortunately. It’s time to start peeling back some of these costs and trading them for some lower cost things.