Can we normalize celebrating cancelled plans? There’s nothing quite like the relief when someone texts, “Hey, can we reschedule?” Suddenly, I’m dancing in my pajamas.
Don’t get me wrong, I love friends and outings. But secretly, cancellations mean pajamas, snacks, and Netflix—my ideal Friday night. Let’s all admit it: a cancelled plan is often better than the original one.
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