Perfect Thursday

As it turns out, sometimes the perfect Thursday evening includes making delicious BLTs to share with your brother while you talk about tv shows and movies and drink beer. Then you listen to a little music and walk into Davis Square for ice cream, no jackets or sweaters or heavy thoughts required.

It's especially nice after a Wednesday full of sad-girl tears, more rejection and no compromising.

But right now, as I contemplate leaving my office in less than 4 hours to start my weekend, which will consist of dinner with old friends, helping J move into her first ever-new-owned house, beach time with my man, and some movie time and kitty snuggling, I feel light and lucky.

Sometimes things seems especially dark, but I have a great life, y'all.

EDITED TO ADD: Yeah, I totally took a half day today. And I'm about to have a beer :)