Weekend!

I love weekends. Even if I do nothing special, the idea of a weekend is greatly appealing. I had big plans - starting with washing my car. Didn't happen.
I went out last night and mixed drinks and had a total blackout, again. I'm too old for this. Funny thing is, I never used to have blackouts when I was younger. So this morning I wake up with vomit in my hair, on the edge of the bed and on the carpet. Thankfully, I had the good sense to put my laptop outside the puke perimeter. I sold off my extra couch today and the guys who came to pick it up showed up first thing in the morning.Brilliant. I washed my hair super quick andt he first thing that the guy says to me is "did you go out last night" . I was like, 'yeeeeeaaah'. And then I realize I am still drunk and have alcohol on my breath. Oh, I could have kicked myself all the way to India.Or London. I love London.
Only one more day of the weekend left. Meh! I have accomplished nothing. Except for turning my house spotless. Unfortunately there's no one around to appreciate it.