Here is what I think when I get lonely as a single woman
Other singles can relate too
Working in public transportation has its perks. Scheduling is not one of them. After three years on the gig, my seniority had fallen in weekend off territory. No more whisking off on Saturday afternoons leaving baby showers, weddings, club outings, or simple family time to punch a clock.
Prior to having weekends off, mentally I’d drift to how it would feel being free. While transporting passengers on beautiful sunny weekends, I’d envy people bike riding through parks, meeting up for dinner with friends, and other trouble one could find.
Oh, the things I’d do on the weekend.
When the dream became a reality it fell short of a nightmare. Here I was late 20’s, partnered with a young son, sitting in the house doing nothing nearly every weekend.
Our son played in a basketball league Saturday mornings. We’d attend, cheer, then head home to sit the rest of the day. Outings besides the gym were through invites from family and friends, or at my insistence, and that got old.
Most Saturdays after games I’d lay in bed salty, watching tv. Others I’d pick up the phone to call friends in hopes for an invite out. I couldn’t dare ask them. The fear in appearing lonely was too great.
