Me Time
This weekend I had a little bit of “me time”, a time where I could relax and
do — well, do whatever my little heart desires. The wife was treated
to a free trip to Ocean City by a good friend and off she went Saturday morning.
I had all weekend to myself. What to do? What to do?
I usually fill nights out on the town by the wife with an invite for a couple
of friends. They come over to watch some movies and play some
games. I rarely spend this time alone.
This time, however, I wanted a slight change of pace. I wanted a chance
to adjust to the quiet of the house, where only the cat and dog need the
occasional bit of attention. I wanted to feel a little lonely. I wanted to
focus on me (hmm, that sounds a bit unfair in retrospect).
And so I did. I had to deal with the cable man in the morning but the
afternoon was filled with activities to make me happy. A quick spat
with
Madden 2003,
some reading, and a quite a lot of
Battlefield 1942
dominated the rest of the day. Some
unfortunate news finished off the night as I fell asleep in front of the TV.
Sunday I awoke determined to feed my
Mafia fix. There went my early
afternoon, where only
Ravens’ game diverted my attention from the mob.
Then, a funny thing happened: I started cleaning. Some dishes,
vacumming, trash, poop duty (I’ll go over this another day), and a lawn mower
discussion later, my husbandly duties were complete. The wife must be
messing with my internal wiring; it couldn’t have been me that thought the
house was dirty. It just couldn’t have.
The time away from the wife seemed to have its intended effect.
Sometimes her mere absence leads to a yearning of the heart that her
reappearence answers.
I’m glad I had the time to take. In only three months, “me time”
will be in very short supply. For the next 18 years or so, “me time” will consist
of me clutching a magazine and yelling to the wife to stop the kids from
banging on the bathroom door.
Mom
November 9th, 2002 at 9:18 pm #
Ken, Just read the one about your “Me Time”. Another tear jerker. What a fantastic piece of writing and insight into the heart. You are great. I Love you!!! Mom