Why do I fear the weekend so much when I have nothing planned?
Many years ago I used to be able to cope. But over the last few years, my social life has gone into orbit with all the fantastic people I have befriended.
I do quite like my own company, but I really like the company of others.
So I’m coming back from work now with no plans and wondering how the hell I am going to occupy myself for two days and three nights?
What do other people do? How do they cope?
I shall have a pie but then what? I guess I may have to default to football manager.
I guess I could have been more proactive in arranging something but I am reluctant to spend much money this weekend.
Will I keep my sanity? Time will tell.