Someday is now.

When I was about 25 or so, my then-28-year-old friend told me:

“Someday, you’re just going to want to stay in on Friday nights.”

I didn’t believe him. Friday night was the PARTY night, the night to HIT THE TOWN. Friday night was for dancing, Friday night was for champagne. Friday night was definitely NOT for sitting in, relaxing, and hitting the sack early.

Tonight’s Friday, right? So far, I’ve spent two hours buried in Excel and another lost in Final Cut Pro. Thinking about maybe watching a movie. You know, or going to bed.

This same friend also told me Saturday was for errands. I’m still waiting for that wall of reality to come crashing down.

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