You know the kids are running you ragged when. . .

You are still in your twenties and get invited to a Red Hat Society meeting.  o.O

Actually, I was in the locker room when the water aerobics class finished.  (I usually hide in the sauna, when they enter, en masse.)   This one lady called them to order and I went about my business of applying make-up without my two year old insisting on trying my mascara.  I tried to stay invisible and scoot out the door without disrupting their discussion, but the ringleader cornered me.  She asked if I had ever heard of the group.  I told her I had waited on them, in my restaurant days. 

She invited me to their “meeting” (I can’t remember the term).  It’s tomorrow night.  I was told to wear a pink hat.  I’m sure it would clash smashingly with my red hair.

I can’t believe I’m considering it.  Everyday life will probably interfere, but they seem like nice women, even when I have to jockey for sink space.