My perfect weekend. It’s Saturday and I’m 36 years old and I just finished a good work week patients were good, pace was good and the doctors were good. I just got paid. I wake up in my own place that I’ve decorated to my own taste after sleeping in a bit and go to the gym, go grocery shopping, clean for a bit, take a nap and then to a family bbq, it’s great food is good, music is good and everyone is in a good mood and getting along. I go home early and bask in the pleasure of leaving, and get a call from my long term partner (who does not live at my house because both like our space) and he says he wants to go for a hike in the morning. I take a nice long shower and sleep well. I wake up feeling great because I didn’t drink last night and I am not hung over. My hair looks great and my skin is clear. He picks me up and we go for this hike where we end up walking on the beach, we talk the whole time and he’s intelligent, funny, thoughtful and deep. We go back to my place and watch a movie, make dinner, and the sex is amazing. In the morning we do it one more time, then he goes to work, I’m still off so I have the rest of the day to myself. I work out again, get my nails done, go shopping and then catch up with my friend and we plan a vacation for a couple months from now. I go back home, take an everything shower and cuddle with my cat and the brand new docuseries I’ve been wanting to see was just uploaded to Netflix so I put that on and have my favourite meal (Caesar salad, French fries and a crisp Diet Coke) for dinner. I finish the last few chapters of the book I’ve been reading right before bed and have another great nights sleep.
