4 day weekend

other than running a lot, working out, errands, i got nothing. i guess i could have tried to make a plan, but i didnt. it didnt dawn on me until the drive home from work today. wow, i am alone. no happy hours, no dinners, no fun. a part of me is bored and the other part doesnt want to be bothered. the boy is at work, getting on with his life. i work so hard and look forward to time off. i feel like time is standing still. i wish i could flip the script. i have no motivation. i am wasting my life.