When I was in my early twenties the idea of having nowhere to go on a Saturday night was quite horrifying. Staying home alone when my flatmates were out at a party or away for the weekend was enough to force me to question whether or not I was a social pariah. It was a bit Bridget Jones on occasion - just me - a toasted tuna sandwich (I couldn't cook at all back then), a bottle of whatever cheap wine my meagre student income would allow and dire Saturday night TV.
These days the idea of having a Saturday night home alone is cause for great excitement. I get in my pyjamas early - have a bottle of bubbly chilling, a couple of good DVDs (by my standards - which is why I wait until I'm home alone to watch them!), large slab of chocolate and the take away menu at the ready. Utter Bliss!
BUT - there is still a thrill of excitement connected with socialising on a Saturday night. For a start you usually don't have to get up early the next morning and there is often more time to ponder what to wear and have a leisurely time getting ready. On Saturday night we did the loveliest kind of socialising. We went to a friends house a couple of hours drive away - stayed the night in their lovely guest room, sat nattering for several hours with tasty snacks and bubbly then the took us out to dinner at their local Indian, then we returned for further drinks, laughter and chatter.
It was a fantastic night and if I had known all those years ago when I sat home alone on a Saturday night that there were nights such as this one ahead of me, I would have relished my solitude and perhaps even done something useful with the time - such as study!!!
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I love saturday nights in, and always have ~ but the type of lovely evening with friends like you describe are great too. I had one of those types of saturday this weekend and ended up sharing secrets till 5:30 am (damn that wine!). Mysteriously I felt fine on sunday, though lord knows how!
Best wishes
Kate K
Oh kate -sharing secrets - that sounds mysterious and thrilling!!! Hangovers are an unpredictable beast aren't they? I've woken up with one before after only a couple of glasses of wine yet sat nite drank a bit and felt ok. Wish I knew what the secret there was!!!!
Glad you had a fab night also!
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