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Yr4•143/365
Gourmet Dinner
February 20, 2013

Kids are still with my parents, wife is in the Mexico area on a floating Carnival toilet and once again I find myself in need of dinner.  Tonight no fancy diner food, tonight it is popcorn.  Not microwave popcorn, no, the good stuff, cooked on a stove popcorn, with kernels, I know how to spoil myself… gourmet like.

Now, last night I shared Part One of the Seven Days Without a Wife post from 3 years ago. The response was great, thanks for reading… here is Part Two.  In all there are 7 parts (hence the title).  For those who like the short posts… stop reading now, right now,  you know who you are – I won’t name names (yet).

 

Seven Days Without a Wife: Day 2 – February 6, 2009

9:32am – What the hell is wrong with those kids! How hard is it to get up, get dressed and get out of the house? I do it everyday, pretty much in 15 minutes flat. I got up at my normal time, and got ready. Then… then, I woke them up, they are lucky I let them sleep that extra 15 minutes. Lights on, time to get up! “No, Mommy lets us sleep longer.” Screw that, it is time to get up and get ready. With extra time, it still seemed like we were cutting it close.

How long does a shower take? After fighting with her on just the thought of taking it (10 minutes) she then took a 20 minutes shower. Boy on the other hand still thought school was delayed. He asked me “Do we have to get ready like yesterday?” Stupidly I answered “yes, of course you do” and left him. Turns out he took that to mean he had another 2 hours to get ready. WTF! The best was the question “Where are your gloves?” His brilliant answer “In the lost and found at school”. Like he keeps them there. He told that is where he usually finds them. Insane.

Things I did In the time it took them to get ready:

• Got the trash ready for the curb,

• Prepared all the recycling,

• Treated the driveway and walks with ice melt,

• Checked/Replied to my work and personal emails,

• And oh yea… got ready for work!

After waiting for a bus that was never going to arrive and asking Dan every 2 minutes “What are you coming home with today buddy?” Answer: Gloves (4th lost pair this year). I was finally able to get to work. Now, for a person who goes to work at 6:30- 6:45 in the morning, an 8:45 commute sucks. Buses, cars, people, all in my way. I had to practically park in the next town… Dammit, I forgot to check the dishes!

5:28pm – The dishes are still sitting there, and not just the new ones from last night, those bowls from earlier yesterday. Nothing ever sits there that long. This is insane, it’s not like we have a ton of dishes we can eat off.

Unrelated, the school nurse called and left a message… “Uhm Hello.. this is Nurse McKay at the McGovern School, I am just calling to let you know Daniel poked himself in the eye with his pencil today in class… nothing serious, slightly red, I gave him a cold compress and sent him back to class, just wanted to let you know…” Sh*t I guess that’s my fault, I forgot to tell him not to do that today.

Oh and no on the gloves… “Didn’t have time to look for them” I guess his schedule was very tight.

8:12pm – So we went out to eat due to the dishes situation. I learned some stuff. Anna informed where we have been putting the dishes is just a sink. Not a dishwasher/sink. Mommy does the dishes, we do not have a dishwasher, I acted like I knew that, told her I was testing her. Shit. Mommy is in California, I think we have like a days worth of clean dishes left. Told her I would pay her to do the dishes. Nope. Going to need a plan.

Stopped at the store on the way home bought some paper plates.

Status: I am still claiming success, the paper plates will help, and I am sure this morning with the kids was an anomaly, just need to remind the boy not to poke his eye out, and really need to work on that glove thing.

tr/trp

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