We slept late. Sort of. I was asleep till 645am, woke, stayed in bed till 815 but did not no back to sleep. Emily was snoring till 815. Lucky her.
I really have no plans today. Which means Emily will fill my day with cleaning and meaningless chores. Oh joy.
I am going to fix the sprinkler out front, no more than 5 minutes, and mow back lawn, prob 10 to 12 mins. You can see why I say I have no plans.
Breakfast and pet feeding. Done. I am still at a loss when I feed them. It’s difficult to feed the dogs and cats having forgotten what to do whilst I was away. It is going to take longer than I thought to get my groove back.
Well, bad news. Emily needs to go run errands (hardware, Target) so that is going to destroy part of the day. And, she wants to clean the house. Great. Another Saturday destroyed. I do clean with her. After all I do live here. But she has an ongoing monologue about it while she does it. And it can be grating.
Ok folks, we have finished all shopping, I mowed, we cleaned house. It’s 630pm. Our day is shot. No opportunity to do anything fun. This is what the weekends are like. Our time off. Not so much fun. In order to go have fun you have to not do something else.
Dinner will be a green salad with meat on top. We have leftover brisket and Tomohawk steaks. I think we will have a magnificent meal. We are currently hitting the bottle, Margaritas. Turned out ok. I am never able to make myself happy with my Margaritas. I just want something I can’t attain. The holy grail of margaritas maybe. Anyhow, here we sit.
Emily has ordered more Tequila. She does that when drinking Tequila. Not sure why. I, on the other hand, am the example of restraint. I don’t drink more. I stop at one. Better for my long term health. I would rather eat dinner with Em while she drinks her large glass of Tequila. What fun. If lucky she won’t get sick later or anything bad like a big hangover. I don’t need that. Looks like I will be making dinner.
Waiting on dinner. My wife gets a little weird when she has been drinking. Not sure I can handle it. Will try. Check the police blotter tomorrow to see how I did.
Just got a call from my buddy Bob. He wants to get together tomorrow to have dinner and talk about our trip. Could be fun. Got to keep Emily focused on the positive of our trip and not just complain about the kids for two hours. Though she has every right to. That’s a downer no one wants to hear. We are gonna head to Old Sac and have dinner at Frank Fats. Will be fun I am sure.
My wife has turned into a little angry drunk behavior. Though I hardly call two drinks being drunk. The cat, Vlad, just knocked a lamp off a side table which smashed it to pieces. I got mad. I said mean things about the cat. And now she is mad at me for blaming the cat. What fun for me, I just love it when she gets all pissy. She really believes I can’t be mad at the cat. Agree to disagree please. No problem, usually I can ignore a not so important issue like this long enough for her to calm down and not be so mad at me. Or I hit her in the head with a blunt object now. Kidding!! Again, read the police blotter for details.
I will just have to not speak to her about this as long as it takes. Talking just adds fuel to her anger I think.
I think all encompassing silence will be fine. Until bedtime. She always wakes up much better, she is sunny in the morning.