I do realize this title could look like I'm having some type of immoral relationship but I assure you, I'm not. My life isn't that interesting.
Since having Olivia I've spent a lot of time alone. My husband and I work opposite shifts and we rarely see each other. My mother watches Olivia in between Joe leaving for work and me getting home, so the only days I see my husband is Wednesday's (my early day from work) and the weekend. After Olivia goes to bed, I either go to bed myself, do housework, read or watch TV...alone.
At work, I'm an auditor for a bank and all the work I do is 90% by myself, in my office. After a while, 14 months to be exact, things tend to get a bit lonely.
My sweet friend Jenn and I have been spending more time together lately. She is really my only friend who doesn't mind going to dinner on a Friday night, coming over and sitting alone in my living room during Olivia's bath and bed time, waiting for me to put Olivia to sleep and then spending an hour or two with me at home doing nothing. She is probably the one person who shouldn't want to do this since she's single with no children and could be out painting the town red with all of her single friends... but no.
She totally doesn't mind that our Friday night get togethers involve dinner at the closest restaurant and maybe a trip to Target down the road to make sure I am able to get Olivia home by 7:30 so I don't interrupt our bedtime routine of bath at 7:45 and bed at 8:15.
I truly enjoy spending my Friday night chatting with my friend. It's so nice to end my week with good conversation, companionship and fun!