How I spent my weekend: drinking, hanging out, Skyping Paul (which is a form of interactive lounging, basically), and gabbing whilst drinking.
How I should’ve spent my weekend: writing and packing. After all, I’m moving out in a week and have a packed bedroom to shove into boxes.
I’m excited. Closer to work, out of my parents’ house, one step closer to being on my own and living my own adult life.