Then i went back to sleep.
When i got up and looked on facebook again afterwards there were at least 3 messages from people saying. 'You must have got up for a wee, i don't believe you are out of bed and dressed at this time in the morning'.
And they were right.
I had been invited to a birthday party on Saturday night. A friend of a friend of a friend who was 20 on Friday decided to arrange for everyone to be at the same pub at the same time. So not really a proper party i suppose.
But it was a good job she didn't because when i rang to say i couldn't make it she told me it had been cancelled due to so many people saying they couldn't come either or who never bothered to confirm they were coming in the first place. They were going into town instead.
I have never had a party for any birthday of mine. 18 or 21st. I would hate it really. I don't mind going to other peoples but never my own. When i was 18 was a bit of an outcast anyway so i don't imagine there would have been anyone there.
But imagine the humiliation of inviting all you friends and relatives and no one turning up? It's the sort of thing that would scar you for life and you'd wake up in the middle of the night with a cold sweat having nightmares about forever.