My feet hurt

I did it i went out last night with the girls , i boogied with the best of them, i kept up with the drinking , but boy by 1.30am my poor old feet had died a death,The body could have kept going but the feet said they had had enough.
I was pretty impressed with myself being the eldest there out of the bunch , but luckily i did not feel it, we drank and danced till the end, i am just very glad i was not on the lookout to find a fella, Some of the men who to say the least were into their later 40's jigging it around on the dance floor trying to impress all these young girls and were not getting the hint that they were just not interesting was a lesson to be learnt.
Gone it seems to be in the day when a fella came and asked if they could dance with you, now as it seemed last night was to just grab your hand and away you go, well i can tell you for quiet a few times my hand had to be quickly prised from a few of the opposite sex. Still it was nice to know i could still attract .
After eventually arriving home in the very not so early hours, i got greeted with a " hello dirty stop-out". I had woken Poor Andy up . Well what is a girl to do at that time in the morning, i decided to keep him up for another hour or so.Still i'm sure he will think it was worth it exept for the fact he had to referee a rugby match this morning , me i got a few comments to the like of " Bit of a late night was it last night Trace". Still i thought i looked pretty good considering i am usually asleep by 10.30.Go girl at 42 i can still shake my bootie.....