It’s Friday and whilst five years ago that would have meant hitting the town straight from work for dinner, cocktails and dancing, my current start to the weekend seems to have mellowed somewhat with the passage of time. Sure, I still love Fridays, but in my thirties, I approach them just a little bit more differently than I did in my 20s.
Most Fridays I have something on. Whether that be visiting family or catching up with friends, free diary slots on this weekend marker are elusive and as a result, beautiful. So when one does become available, it’s an occasion in itself, treated with such care and attention that my evening is planned to within an inch of its life.
It all starts with a quick departure from work and before I can say so much as ‘Happy Friday’, I’m at home in a huge bubble bath with a cocktail in one hand and a magazine in the other. After my bath, I order some sushi and pop a face mask on whilst I listen to some music until my food arrives. What follows is a perfect combination of great food, lovely wine, a movie and chocolate. Always chocolate.
That is my favourite way to spend a Friday night. Is it a sign I’m getting old? I’ll let you be the judge of that. I think a lot of it comes down to how rarely these nights come around and in recognition of that, I place all the more emphasis on them being perfect. Which, to me, they are.
What’s your favourite way to spend a Friday night? Have a great weekend everybody!1 like