Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday.
And now you’re on day five and like most people, have likely been fantasizing about this day arriving like crazy. No matter what, it always seems like the longest week ever, so when someone asks me on a date for the first time on a Friday night, I often cringe.
Tired, achy feet, sore back, neck strain, needing a few extra hours of sleep, annoyed with almost everything traffic-related. I really just want to go home and strip off my bra, shoes and hair (you read right ) but noooooooo- I have a date that I’ve already committed to.
Let me dig a little further.
It’s been an incredibly long week filled with moments of me wanting to hide in the bathroom at work and scroll through numerous Instagram feeds instead of working.
Then I’ve had other moments where I wanted nothing more than to get lost in the music while slaving away at my desk.
But it was those moments when I wanted to scream “Shut up, just shut the fuck up!!!” And what’s scary about this is, for a slight second, I almost said it.
Now with all of this going on, I need to manage my time perfectly to get my kid situated, back home to shower and get dressed and hope for a little decompression before it’s time to go. Crunch time and let’s not forget about traffic as everyone has the same thing in mind- get somewhere and let the weekend begin!
Why don’t people think about these things when it comes to first dates on a Friday night or any weeknight for that matter?
“I have cancelled dates because I was too tired, but if I was actually interested in the guy I always made up a better sounding excuse and rescheduled.”
If we have worked a full shift, we sure as hell aren’t refreshed and at our best. I just don’t understand why no one has ever really considered Friday night dates as being one of the most challenging.
Maybe it’s just me.
Still, this guy seems like a promising candidate so unlike so many of the hangovers before him – I think he may be worth it.
I’ll do a couple of jumping jacks or something to get some more energy flowing.
Fingers crossed on this week’s find.
Until there’s a cure…