Is this living?

It seems like I never get to do anything fun anymore. My days off are split, Thursday and Sunday, so I rarely get to go anywhere. Last weekend was as usual, Mark had 3 days off and runs off to play. I worked Saturday morning. Then I attempted to have a Mary Kay party, but no one came. I went over to my friend's house for dinner (the other Mary Kay dealer is Patty, my scuba friend), our Mary Kay manager is her sister. Anyway, Patty's husband was going to build a shed, but now it is huge and he calls it his "Man Cave"