After all my errands were done, I went home. I needed to rest up for the long night ahead. I had to have myself energized and ready to go by 6pm. Usually I try not to have much to do on Saturday nights, but I had promised my boyfriend I would not skip out on another date night.

It was nothing out of the ordinary, I wanted to see a movie and he wanted to be at Kegler’s in time for the basketball game on later that evening. We went to the movie theater by the Morgantown Mall, then sped over to Kegler’s for dinner. As I though back on date night, I wondered how I got stuck paying yet again for the movie and dinner.

This tracing of my steps also made me contemplate my dwindling relationship, but I will leave that for another story. I do recall taking my ID out at dinner when the waitress took my drink order, but strangely she did not make this request to my boyfriend. I will just chalk it up to another reason I don’t like that place.

Tired and annoyed of my surrounding, I left Kegler’s to meet up with some friends downtown. This would be the last stop on my busy day, and I was ready to unwind. This time I stopped at an ATM to get cash because opening a tab at a bar is never a god idea.

The line at Lizard was especially long tonight, probably due to the new specials they were offering. I waited in line out in the cold until I reached the front doorman. With my ID in hand, I waited as he secured a wristband on my left wrist. I entered and joined my friends for a night of fun.