I fucked up this Bank Holiday and didn’t make any plans, it snuck up on me. My children are with their dad. I’m alone and watching/ hearing about everyone else’s fun plans in the sun.
I do have friends - it’s just these moments, when you find yourself alone for three days because you didn’t plan, that hit hard. I’ve been invited to a gathering tomorrow night but I barely know the host and don’t want to rock up to a busy pub alone…
Anyone else relate and want to cheer me up?
(ps the answer is not a partner, I don’t want one!)