Is 11.45 pm too early to leave a party or not? Forty pluses have a whole raft of excuses up their sleeves and should never be ashamed of using them at any time. These include:
The baby sitter has to go home.
The au-pair and her boyfriend will be waiting up for us in our bed.
Our toddler likes to watch The Shopping Channel about now.
Our Goth teenager should have done a complete cycle in their Dracula cupboard by now and will be ready for bed.
I have this thing about having to touch everything in my bedroom at twelve o’clock exactly.
The cat gets fractious.
We haven’t had an argument yet, and if we include time for the one we always have on the way home, we need to leave now.
Anything, of course, rather than admitting the truth, that you are just plain bloody knackered again, don’t want to talk to another person about house prices and feel if you could somehow be turned into a perfectly symmetrical Waitrose pumpkin at midnight your life would be wonderfully changed for the better.
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