Moving Furniture When Single Is An Empowering Nightmare

When I was in my 20s, when all it took to cure a hangover was a single serving of Easy Mac, there seemed to be an abundance of humans around. There were roommates and uncoupled friends who just “showed up” always willing to lend a hand. But when that crew starts to partner and reproduce, anyone who’s single is easily forgotten when it comes to casual, day-to-day hangouts. How far in advance did you book your last dinner with a married friend? Therefore, filling a single woman’s world with people, or her living room with furniture, becomes a task, not an accident.