When the Wife’s Away…

Yesterday afternoon, my wife left town for a conference.  She will be gone for exactly a day and a half.  She’ll be back late this evening, but last night I had the house to myself.  This meant that I got to chill out and relax (or “chillax,” as the weirdos say) in true bachelor style with no one around to cramp my style.  FREEDOM!!!

The first thing I did was cook dinner for the kids.  It was epic.  I mean, I often make dinner anyway, but last night, well, let’s just say I got twice as much garlic bread as I usually do.  It was truly legendary.  And once dinner was over, we did not clear our places from the table!  Man, you would not believe how much we are living it up over here.

After dinner, I put the kids to bed.  Okay, that was not very epic.  It was kind of normal, but come on!  Kids need a routine!  Ah, but once the kids were safely tucked in and dreaming of whatever kids dream of (I’m assuming toys and candy), that was when I got to truly go crazy.

I started out by having a second Coke.  Yeah, I know it’s not good for me.  But I did it anyway!  I also got to watch whatever shows I wanted to watch on TV, but since we always watch stuff together I didn’t want to watch anything that she might want to see, so I just played on Facebook instead.  But I totally could have watched stuff if I had wanted to.

Actually, now that I think about it, my wife never prohibits me from having another Coke, or from watching what I want to watch.  She doesn’t really control my evenings much at all.  I mean, I guess I would probably play more video games or something if she was never around, but overall there is not much of a difference in my routine between when she is there, or when she is not.  But it feels totally different!  That knowledge that there is no one else around to reign you in is powerful stuff.  Even though you don’t do anything cool at all, you know in the back of your mind that you could.

And I totally would.  Except I miss my wife.  Hope she comes home soon.  This freedom stuff is overrated.

Posted in Coke, Marriage, Parenting, Television.

One Comment

  1. I love that you have a label for posts entitled “Coke.” That sounds like an awfully nice evening with your second coke. It pales, however, in comparison to the evening you had with the two cokes that I just now was led to read by the label ‘coke’, and that is, the SUPERBOWL STORY. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. STILL LAUGHING!!! IS YOUR WIFE STILL LAUGHING TOO!?!? OMG. LMAO. Hilair.

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