But
admittedly I’m a tiny bit envious of the Couch Dater. This is the person who so
easily plops down, relaxes and snuggles on a couch. As a supersonic, busy, high
functioning mom, my butt never went anywhere near a couch anyway. Sitting down?
I was lucky to relax in my office chair for 8 hours a day. But never a couch.

You
need no prequalifications, advanced degree or trust fund to be a Couch Dater.
You need no fancy car, career trajectory, athletic ability or family pedigree.
Just. Be. You.
I have lovely memories of a Couch Date with my friend M. I’d had a particularly nasty day in court. M immediately suggested we meet out for a drink and then we retired to her couch. We sat opposite and talked. She and couch helped me feel so, much, better.
And
M and I both agree that when you can share a male Couch Date, it’s also so nice
to add a dash of Cuddle. I’m on the lookout. Couch Cuddlers are out there! I
know it.
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