I went “soft clubbing” this weekend without even realizing it…

After spending a week at the beach for a family vacation, filled with drinking, eating, and sunbathing, I was already exhausted by Friday—but I had a bachelorette party to get to.

By the time I arrived at the girls’ Airbnb on Friday evening, I had no idea how I could rally. I just turned 30, after all—though I’ve always struggled to keep up. I am a homebody at heart, and I’m really only a good time till around 9 p.m.

That being said, I had to at least try to keep up with the rest of the girls. And I did! At least, the first night…and most of the next day.

What did I do? After day-drinking and bar-hopping all afternoon on Saturday, I Irish-exited our outdoor hangout and took a fat evening nap. Then, when the girls woke me up

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