Another Friday night, another night in home alone. Before you think I am a sad single loser, let me correct you. Friday nights in are the BEST. I work full time, go to the gym (semi) regularly, try and cook and eat healthy, have an active social life, have a puppy, a housemate, and a never-ending list of house chores to procrastinate doing. I know that does not sound like much but when you add in the minimum eight hours of sleep a night that I require to function as a human adult, it really does not leave much time!
While I enjoy after work drinks as much as the next 30 something, some weeks all I want to do after a week at work is come home to some red wine and browse the Ubereats app with the same intensity that some people read their morning news.
And then I SAVOUR that ‘Friday night feeing’. You know the one. When it’s not yet Saturday and you have the big event tonight, and not the dreaded Sunday blues. It’s blissful Friday night, with the entire weekend stretched out ahead of you and three nights of weekend and relaxation ahead.
Don’t get me wrong, I actually like my job (most days, anyway!) But something about the promise of an uninterrupted Friyay night home alone is pure BLISS. Is it just me?
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