Another Saturday Night

I remember when there was always something to do on Saturday night. Now days there is seldom something to do, unless it is at home with just Ryan and I. Stefan is off with his friends like a normal 23 year old should be. But is it normal for a 53 year old to be home every weekend, one after another? I am determined to find an affordable way to get out of the house and around people again. I am starved for conversation, laughter and company.