I am in no way a homebody or introverted, I am just very selective of how and with whom I spend my time with, especially after a full workweek. Fridays for most part are a day to blow off steam and stay out late into the night, and while that’s fun once in a while, Fridays for me have become this thing I look forward to for a few unconventional reasons. Having relatively few friends in the city and being a bit lazier than the average 23 year old, most of my Fridays are spent at home planning all the fun things I plan to do after a full night’s rest. I live for Saturday mornings and Sunday afternoons, but Friday? It feels less like a thing to celebrate and more like a thing I want to get through so my actual weekend can begin. Having never been in love with the idea of bar crawls and dancing in a crowd of sweaty people, over the years my taste for fun things to do on a weekend night have evolved into somewhat of a ritual. So instead of finding me at that month’s trendy spot, here are seven things I much rather be doing on a Friday night.
Making a real dinner, the kind with fresh ingredients.
After a full week of rushed lunches and eating whatever I can get my hands on after work, it’s kind of nice to have the time to cook a real meal. I’m all for taking a leisurely walk down every grocery aisle and looking up recipes on Pinterest. I’ll probably make something boring and simple, but it’s the thought that counts.
Deep clean, because nothing beats not tripping over all my crap Saturday morning.
It wasn’t until I moved into my first roommate free apartment that I appreciated the feeling of a clean apartment. Yes, it sucks to spend all that time scrubbing and sweeping, but with the right TV show playing in the background and a quick motivational call to my mom, taking out the trash feels less like a chore and more like an accomplishment!
Catch up on a week’s worth of television.
Work and night classes get in the way of catching my shows as they air. Thank god for On Demand and Hulu, because without them I’d be completely behind on the whole does Brook’s really have cancer drama!
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Make a not so quick trip to Target.
After working hard all week I cant help but deciding to treat myself to the first red tagged thing I can get my hands on. My usual reason for visiting is because I need to buy something boring like cleaning wipes or toothpaste, but we all know Target is a black hole where you cant leave without spending at least 50 dollars.
Dance like nobody is watching, because nobody is watching.
Unless you count my cat’s judgmental stare, but I usually try to ignore that. Besides, all my favorite songs have a 0% chance of being played at any club, so unless you know of a place that blasts both Nicki Minaj and Shania Twain, I think I’ll stick to my own playlist.
Call that person you meant to call forever ago.
Living far from home means I cant meet someone for lunch or always be caught up with all my friends’ lives, but one long phone call while we both lay there in sweatpants usually does the trick. I think I’m one of the only people that still uses their phone for it’s original purpose, to call people! Or at least one of the last few because most of my friends have learned that if their phone is ringing it’s either me or their mom.
Go to bed.
Nothing is better than falling asleep at night not worried about having to be up early the next day or stressing over that thing you need to get finished. I usually fall asleep while catching up on a week’s worth of TV, because cleaning my apartment is no easy task and that dinner I made left me in a semi food coma.
What does your typical Friday night look like? Are you like me who likes to save my fun for Saturday or are you already excited to celebrate the weekend my 5 o’clock on Friday?
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You quickly release having only one name on a lease means all the bills come in your name, goodbye money!
But you can decorate however the hell you want! Christmas lights in July? Go for it! Hate the color orange? Banish it!
With no one to ‘yay or nay’ your outfits, you have to big your own biggest fan. 
Until you trip on your purse for the 5th time and decide your place is a freaking pit that needs to be cleaned now! Oh, and it’s all your fault.
Being the only person in the house means you can have guests over whenever you like!
The freedom of not having to ask permission will make you want to host game nights and weekly friend dinners.
Then you realize you’ll have to pick up the mess and decide you rather chill at home by yourself. 
With zero risk of anyone coming through the front door, pants are optional, and most likely always tossed someone on the floor instead of in the hamper where they belong. 
With an entire place to your own, you won’t be able to rely on roommates to bring with them all the stuff you kind of need, like oven mitts and spoons. 
All that time alone means you can reach your true calling, dancing around in front of the mirror while lip syncing to Beyonce.
Late at night you’ll hear noises, the kind you cant blame on the cat or dog because they’re laying in bed right next to you.
Immediately you dial your best friend, because only they know how to talk you down.
You quickly realize you live in a shitty apartment with no real valuables. You’re definitely safe.
But it’s your shitty apartment,
which you work hard for,
so good for you for being a successful adult.
Just remember to check you turned off your straightener. 
Two thousand fifteen was the year I found my place in the blogging world. When I first started it was pretty simple, write articles for college women about the college experience. With thousands of automatic readers and topics chosen for me, it was easy to stay motivated and come up with fresh new ideas. Then I graduated, entered the real world and realized I had no idea what I was doing, blogging or otherwise. Fast forward a full year of living in the city, and I feel as if I have finally figured out what I’m doing in regards to work, school and writing. These past few months I’ve found who my audience is and with that writing has become so much easier. When you realize that only 20 something females are reading you blog while on their cellphones, suddenly you stop worrying about things like using gender neutral pronouns and making sure the images don’t push away my male audience. What male audience? Oh that’s right, I don’t have one, and that’s perfectly cool with me. Before the year is over, I wanted to compile a list of the best posts on the blog, both my favorite and a few top performers. Twenty sixteen will be even more focused than before, with my topics covering everything from career, college, adulthood and relationships, yet all tailored to fit the life of a twenty something woman. How to Make the Best Resume with 10 Easy Tips
I’m writing this post immediately after getting of the phone with my mom. In one phone call she managed to have to reset her password twice, hang up on me once, and raise my blood pressure. Anyone with a mom who doesn’t use technology much knows the stress that comes with trying to teach your mom how to use a new feature, bonus points if you do it over FaceTime.

For months everyone told me I could do better, but since they knew nothing about us I brushed off their remarks off as jealousy because they couldn’t last as long as we did. You were actually a gift from a boy I briefly dated, a guy who to this day is always chasing after the newest thing to impress people with. His constant need to show off is what led me to decide he wasn’t worth sticking with, but along the way he passed you along to me like you were nothing more than a paperweight.
>> I was accepted into a great grad program in Washington DC, but I might not go simply because they charge the price of one soul for housing. >> I’ve cried almost every day this week because of the stress of looking for housing, a job and trying to figure out a move across the country. Did I mention I have 4 weeks to get this all done?
>> I’ve been too tired to read blogs lately so I skim through Bloglovin for my absolute favorites and for any posts with an interesting title. #imactuallysorry >> I have about 100 blog post ideas but zero patience to sit down and write about any of them.
>> Storage Wars is my current show to binge when I just give up on everything. Don’t judge me, I like the drama of not knowing if they’re going to make their money back.



Setting it up wasn’t hard at all, all I used was a screwdriver and a few cat treats to keep the him away while I worked. Once it was done Max took a nap on it immediately, which was surprising since he’s scared of most new things. If you wanna get your cat a hammock just like this one, you can get it in two days with Amazon Prime. Okay, so back to your self care. Since most of us can’t have a hammock in our homes, my suggestion is you pick something up that makes your relaxation time feel extra special. Whether it’s a comforter you never wanna get out of or that fancy pillow you always touch in the store but never buy. Just do it! Trust me, you won’t regret it.
June 12, 2024
Petty Reasons I Wish I Could Break Up with Someone Over | When Life Gives You Rubi
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I’ve said it a million times and I’ll say it again, breakups are hard. Ever since becoming a therapist I’ve learned all the different ways people deal with the end of a relationship, apparently everyone doesn’t lay on the kitchen floor and eat popcorn from sunrise to sunset. Over the years I’ve written a lot on relationships, specifically when they end. I like to say that coping with breakups is something I should be certified in, because I have more than enough experience to help everyone get through the stages of a breakup.
If you’ve been on this blog for a little while or found me way before this website ever existed, you might know that my claim to fame is a post I wrote that went viral on how to get over a breakup. I wrote the post in the middle of the night in tears, classic me, and somehow people connected with it. To this day the post is still on the first page of Google results when you’re looking for ways to get over a guy, and that’s how my love for writing really began.
POPCORN BOWLS
I’m embarrassed to admit how many arguments I’ve had about popcorn. As an avid popcorn eater and regular meal skipper, when I pop a bag it’s more than just a snack to me. Watching men grab fistfuls of one of my favorite foods while on an empty stomach irritates me more than sitting in traffic, so yeah, sometimes I get a little crazy.
At least once I week I yell at my boyfriend about how much popcorn he grabs at a time, and we’ve both agreed that sometimes I can be kind of a bitch about it. I’m sorry okay, I’m just not good at sharing one of my favorite snacks.
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For this reason you’ll typically see me ripping the phone out of his hands, the man just cant resist spoiling a good TV episode or film. I’ve gotten better about keeping up with my shows, but I refuse to hear a movie review about a movie that I haven’t yet seen.
This is very much specific to me since I’ve been a picky eater since anyone can remember. My picky eating habits are quite severe, so severe that I have a history of being assessed for an eating disorder. I don’t have body image problems, I just don’t enjoy the taste of most foods. But you know what’s hard? Dating a guy who likes to eat out, or worse, cook creative meals. So far I’ve avoided this by being very open about my eating habits, but I fear the day I cross paths with someone who enjoys cooking. Luckily my current boyfriend is a picky eater as well, even though he occasionally tries to convince me to taste something new. It’s just not gonna happen though, he should save his energy for bigger battles, like popcorn bowls.
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My dream man not only knows to to take a clear, well lit photograph, but can also give me better feedback than “it looks good” when I ask him for an opinion on my Instagram editing. Is that asking for too much? I’m not saying full on Instagram husband status, but when are guys gonna get the memo that we need them to step up their photo taking skills? Take a class on Groupon, watch a YouTube tutorial, do something!
Now that I’m done trashing 90% of the male population, tell me, what’s one petty reason you wish you could break up with someone for?