friday night is good for…..

seeking solace in old, open bottles of wine while catching up on any/all free t.v. that will stream on hulu 

catching up on snuggle time with the cat while contemplating the most recent shoe splurge that you really should not have gone for

also good for scaring off the boyfriend with excessive dairy-gas and requests to not mention anything work related

trolling online for new lingerie because - let’s face it - you haven’t bought any since 1999 and it was off the sale rack at target

searching for jobs that simply promise your checks will be routinely cashable, not bounceable 

attacking the mile high pile of clothes that need stitching

scrolling through pages and pages of design blogs and crying - for a moment - that you feel really stuck back at the beginning; one step forward feels like five steps back

answering questions like: when, where, with whom will my next move be? with that, get into bed and catch up on reading. it’s the one thing that makes you feel an itty bit productive in the midst of the chaos.