The Single Experiment

Corey was gone for about a week earlier this month. He went back to Wisconsin to speak at his undergrad composition seminar and stuck around to visit friends and family. I, however, was stuck here because I have to earn our living. I love Corey more than anything, but I was getting jealous. I was upset that he got to take off (he's done for the summer) and I have to stay tethered to my job. I got off of work long enough to spend a week with him in Italy later this summer, but that felt like forever away. I was, and still am, restless in my nonexistent career, but I do get a small high knowing that even though I'm not using my degree, I can support myself, my husband and two cats.

(The cats btw, NOT happy that Corey was gone for a week.)

So I decided that while Corey was gone, I would ask myself: WWSLD? What would "Single Lauren" do? (minus the whole getting involved with other men thing).

Serendipitously, a new girlfriend invited me to a girls' night out. It ended up being just the two of us, but I had a blast. On Friday night, we got all dressed up at her place, pre-gamed (I haven't used that word in a while), and when to a flashy dance club downtown. We danced (it was pride night, score!), had delicious drinks, and her husband picked us up and took us through McDonald's drive-thru on the way home. My tweet of the weekend: "Early 20s: getting drunk and crashing on your friend's couch. Late 20s: getting drunk and crashing in your friend's guest room. Upgrade!"

On Saturday, I joined another husband-less girlfriend for lunch and shopping. Something about Corey being out of town made me freer with my money than usual, but hey, Single Lauren lives a fabulous life of overflowing shopping bags and only has to answer to herself about bank statements. (Don't worry, I didn't go divorce-court overboard. Plus, we just got our tax return.)

Sunday, I woke up with a horrible sore throat. It particularly sucked because it hurt so bad I had to cancel two phone dates with besties from back home. I drank tea and watched "Greek" on Netflix all day. It's a decent show for ABC Family.

Corey came home on Monday afternoon and life went back to normal. I had fun as Single Lauren for a few days, but I wouldn't trade my life with Corey for anything. Especially because he makes tea when I'm sick and carries the 27lb tub of cat litter up to our 3rd floor apartment.