Me. Home alone. Flatmate on hols, and I am skintier than a skint thing.
Mr FW was going to come over for the evening, but his landlord is coming round to fix the shower so he can't. Boooo. So I'm going to lounge on the sofa, watch TV, and probably retire at a ridiculously early time in order to get five times the normal amount of sleep. I love sleep even more than wine and chocolate at the moment, and best of all, it's free.
On the plus side, I have three social engagements next week, in a row. Three! That's more than I've done all year ?