What a Life!

Steve left for a fishing trip this morning and won’t be back until tomorrow so I am single for a day and can do all the weird things I used to do before I had to act normal because someone knew what I was doing with my time. It’s not as bad as you think.

But seriously…I don’t have to relax and watch tv on Saturday night – I can work on a project instead, if I want to, and no one will make fun of me (not that Steve does, it’s just that I still think he would think I was weird if I did such a thing). Saturday night is supposed to be for fun. When I was a kid, it was always a family night, and usually we invited friends over for the evening. When I lived in Maryland, I didn’t entertain (though secretly I would love to, but Steve doesn’t think our house is nice enough…bah humbug!), but I would work on projects like sewing clothes or re-organizing my Daytimer. Those are things I do that are fun and help me re-charge my batteries. Watching a movie was never on my list of fun things to do on Saturday night.

This afternoon I serged those diapers I assembled a few weeks ago. This morning I tried to get my new flats to work. I can’t say they’re a success yet, but I not ready to write them off as a failure either. But working on diapers would be another activity that would bore Steve so I usually do it when he’s not around.

This evening I can also cook food for Ben, do some laundry, and maybe read a book or knit. I’ll tidy the house, perhaps do a bit of cleaning (dusting and mirrors, I’m thinking), and clean up the kitchen. I’ll feel happy because I have accomplished things.

Steve’s always saying that I’m “wife material” rather than “girlfriend material.” I still am not sure completely what that means, but I think it has to do with the fact that I would rather cook a nice meal myself than eat out and other stuff like that. I’m not ugly, but neither am I some trophy you would want to go bar-hopping with. I’m not big on bar-hopping anyway.

The problem with being single for a day is usually that I don’t get my break from Ben. He’s taking a long nap, though, and he hasn’t been too bad today. I still need to pick up his toys – Steve got them all back out so they’re all over the basement and they’re driving me crazy!

Don’t get me wrong – I love being married and having Steve around. It’s just that I get to fall back into my old ways for a day while he’s gone on his fishing trip. Oh what fun I will have!