Over Memorial Day weekend, the NFO took a few well-deserved days for herself and go to a dance camp. She set us up for success by preparing meals and more. From Friday afternoon until Sunday morning, I was solo with the team.
Then, in the afternoon, Tikkanen and Jokkanen went to a “sleepover” at my sister and her husband’s apartment (with a big assist from my other sis) and Lakkanen/Nadia had a sleepover at my parents’ house.
I was alone for 24 hours.
A few weeks prior, I had received an e-Vite from a college friend to her housewarming party in Alexandria.
Now, normally, this type of event would, to be frank, just fall low on the priority scale. Not because I didn’t like her (I do), but because the logistical, political, and/or financial implications of the event would make it prohibitively expensive to attend.
So, my first reaction was “bummer, I can’t go.”
Then, I looked at the date and time and realized that it coincided with my 24 hours of solitude.
“Holy goodness! I can go…and I don’t have to coordinate anything with anybody!”
I had completely forgotten what that feeling was like.
Bachelorhood seems like another epoch indeed.
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