Last Friday was date night with myself. I love these nights because I get to do what I want with one of my favourite people in the whole wide world: ME!
Although that may sound arrogant, let me just say that I wasn’t always my favourite person. I had to grow into it because for some reason, after I had kids I completely forgot who I was – or rather, who I aspired to be.
Kind of like those vicious cycles you hear about, where your life gets washed out before you’ve even had a chance to start it.
Cycle 1: Be a kid
Cycle 2: Have dreams
Cycle 3: Have a kid
Cycle 4: Forget your dreams
(If this is you, you may want to download a copy of my free ebook: The Single Mom’s Manifesto.)
Back to date night with myself.
For this particular date night I decided to spend the evening with Dakota and Jed, my two dogs – who also happen to be some of my favourite people. In a dog kind of way.
After some puppy play and a bit of writing, we ended up in front of the TV with our treats; bones for the dogs and wine for me (naturally).
Somehow we got sucked into watching Jaws. And when I say “we”, I mean me because Dakota and Jed ended up just falling asleep at my feet.
And while watching a 1975 shark movie may not sound like a big deal, let me quantify this by letting you know that I AM PETRIFIED OF THE OCEAN.
Also, Greg and I are leaving for Florida in a few days. WHERE THEY HAVE AN OCEAN.