I told my coworkers all day about how excited I was to have a place to watch movies all by myself, and how excited I was to spend Friday night alone. They were so happy for me.

After work, I went grocery shopping. This is the list of things I bought:
-sweet potatoes
-garlic
-hamburger
-ice cream
-corn dogs
-miniature Kit Kats
-Sailor Jerry
-Bottle of cheap red wine

I forgot Asiago cheese.

So you can see it was going to be a wonderful night, and I had enough food to feed a whole party, even though I was just going to be me.

And then I get a text.
"I'm not going to that party, do you want to go to Ikea and get Swedish meatballs?"

We ate our own meals, (I made salsa when I got "home") and we didn't fight, the whole night. I am hopeful, that I am getting better at my relationships, and the right amount of distance and closeness, because everything felt so amazing by the end of the week. Looking out the windows of Ikea, and looking at my friend, everything had such clarity. The colors seemed richer. My student loans more settled. Employers everywhere were waiting for me to quit my job and work for them.

I feel like I can be the kind of girl who RSVPs to things, and who can make herself eat only one Toaster Strudel in the morning.  The kind of girl who turns in her homework before it is due, and works out....two times a week.

And the future has a lot to look forward to right now. I would say, even, a 10 out of 10. :)