wasted

Right when I got home from my trip last night, my wife handed me the baton and she left to go out with her friends. I was tired but I waited up for her anyways. She got home around 1:00 and was wasted. She could hardly stand and she kept taking about shit I couldn't understand. I asked her if she had fun and she said she had a blast.

She is not an alcoholic but a normal person that can drink once in a while. I guess life has a funny way of turning the tables on you, because my wife was the one who stayed up late waiting for me to get home, but that was almost every night. It sucks but that's life