I generally don’t get “Sunday night dread” as I am very lucky in that I love my job… and I find if you’ve had a top weekend too, it makes Sunday nights even better. A glass of red and a time to be reflective on the weekend.
Weekends as a single person are a weird one… it’s literally up to you what you do. Sometimes I plan things, go away to see friends, spend time with the family… or sometimes I leave them empty and see what offers I get as the weekend gets closer. Obviously the best offer would be for some stupidly handsome man to appear on the back of a horse (actually, maybe not a horse, I’m kinda terrified of them) and whisk me away for the weekend… but that rarely happens.
This weekend, some friends asked if I fancied a nice wintery walk on Saturday. Why not?! I love a wintery walk and Saturday was lovely and sunny. The great thing about this walk was that it ended up in a pub. Well, in a few pubs actually. There wasn’t a plan of many pubs- ok there was a plan for a pub lunch, but once that Sauvignon Blanc starts flowing… it’s hard to stop. And other than returning to my sofa, my blanket and “Ant and Dec’s Saturday Night Takeaway” I had nothing further planned. So we pub crawled.
There are many perks to being single and this is definitely one of them. Spontaneity. I don’t have to call anyone to let them know what I’m doing, I don’t have to check it’s ok, or to check “we” have nothing else planned. I can literally do what I want, whenever I want and I bloody love it. And it’s ok to then move on to gin – and as many gins as I like, because I helpfully had no plans on Sunday… other than trawling through the many messages I’ve received off weirdos.
I thought I’d share the weekend’s “TOP THREE”…
P*******34: Hello how are you. What brings you on here? I’d like to ask you a personal question, please don’t be offended… I have just opened a new agency & you would be perfect for it. I could help you earn up to 1500 quid per night if you are interested?xx
J**876: Your to beautiful for me to know I am just an ordinary guy xxx xxx (I think he is Spanish)
And finally this- I have no idea what any of it means and I feel like I’ve walked into a conversation half way through…
T*****: Or do you? Some people might argue with you over that. Me? I hope to any god that may or may not be out there that it is only once. Or give me a better hand of cards the next time around! Ok, if that hasn’t consigned me to the reject pile then I encourage you to read my profile. If that doesn’t put you off then you must be ever-so-slightly mad… And just the girl fo me!
WELCOME TO MY LIFE 🙄