This past week was a blur. I was unbelievably busy at work, trying to keep my boss happy. (Which I did not mange to do till Thursday) I spent most of the week getting yelled at, but by the end of the week I was able to turn it around and now have a fantastic working relationship with my boss. We even share recipes we find online!
Thursday night my two friends from California got into town and the weekend was filled with catching up and running around. Friday night we went out to dinner with my roommate and a few other girl friends, then it was off to club hoping and dancing the night away. I wish I could say I had fun but in all honestly I had a pretty miserable time. When you get that many girls in one group they are all bound to want to do different things and some personalities clashed, but in the end we all agreed on one place and I made the best of it. (I also called it a night around 2:30, which by NYC standards is pretty early)
Saturday we woke up, and met my friends for brunch at this new spot called Isola. It was great to get my old friends mingled with my new friends and we ended up taking our time and drinking, eating and laughing for a few hours.
After that, we headed back to my area since St Patty’s day was being celebrated that day and I live on 2nd Ave, where the bar crawl was taking place. We went to Corner Stone, an Irish pub two doors down from me and danced and drank the day away. We also had incredible hot wings. Seriously, they have the best in town. Can not get enough. I may be in love. The bar was busy but it had a great crowd in it and hits of the 90’s playing..does it get better than that? I mean, who doesn’t love belting out a Boyz II Men song with your friends?! We also stared a soul train, which was hysterical.
We ended the night at my old job where I caught up with my old coworkers while my out of town friends made out with strangers. It was actually pretty amusing to watch. Sunday we had brunch again, this one didn’t involve any booze thankfully, and then I went home and put together the dresser my mom ordered for me (Thanks Mom!!!!!!) I love it, by the way! And spent the rest of the day in doors.
As much as I love my friends, and I do really love that they came and saw me and stayed with me, I am also glad that they and my roommate have vacated my tiny apartment and I have the place to myself for a week. (Roommates in London/Paris.. can’t talk about it, I’m too jealous :P) I had a nice quiet night in last night, and I plan on duplicating it after my hot yoga tonight.
I love my friends and always have a blast with them but living in a city this large and this fast paced, makes you value your alone time even more. You need an sanction to call your own, even if its just a tiny two bedroom apartment with no living room.