SINGLE LIFE IS FUCKING AWESOME.
Okay so at the moment I am busy a lot. Like all the time. My day goes like this:
5:45am – wake up. Haul ass to shower.
7am – catch bus
7:30am – arrive at
Sometime between 5pm and 6pm – leave work and go to the gym for 1 and half hours of punishment.
7:30pm – arrive home.
Fit in shower/dinner/blogging.
Weekend = Sleep
It’s relieving to not have to think about another persons needs and happiness when I barely have an hour to myself to watch New Girl (nick miller will you marry me). I can go out with my girlfriends. Get drunk and kiss people. Eat non cooked meals for dinner. Not cook dinner if not hungry. Stay in bed all day on Saturday if I feel like it. Trackpants are an outfit when you’re at home and don’t have to look cute for anyone. Can spend entire weekend not wearing makeup if I feel like it.
On the other hand it’s getting fucking cold at night (it seems like we were thrust into winter without any warning, amiright kiwis?), and a warm body might be nice, for like, warmth and stuff.
Sometimes I miss sex but then I’m also exhausted from daily life (see above) so yeah, take it or leave it.