It's 10 o'clock, Friday night, and I'm into my 5th episode of the OC, Season 1 (I love Netflix.). I've been in my pajamas since 6, and I'm knitting.
I'm 35. Not 16, not 65. 35. I think the thing I'm struggling with is, as much as I want to be at home, comfy and just vegging out, I find it hard to get past the fact that it's Friday night and I'm at home, comfy in my pjs, watching a 4-year old teeny-bopper comedy-drama and knitting. Maybe it's the knitting. Tomorrow, I'll wake up with my first gray hair. Hahaha. My first... I'm not looking forward to that day.
It will be a cute hat and pair of socks, though.
Update: I forgot to mention the 2 cats hanging around. Aah the single life! :) I do love it, though. Especially when it's like 10 degrees out.
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