This past weekend came and went, and as I predicted last Friday, I am getting old and boring. It also didn’t help that almost every single close friend I have was out of town this past weekend also.
So, my wife left town for the weekend, and if I could have written a perfect weekend, it would have included doing something more than cleaning the house and garage and chillin with my cats. The highlight of it certainly wouldn’t have been picking up hotwings for dinner from a new restaurant that opened up down the street and then falling asleep on the couch not long thereafter. It might have included some sort of adult interaction beyond the smile and wave from an incredibly obese friend of a neighbor while I was sweating profusely in the garage cutting down boxes for recylcing.
While in the midst of realizing how boring my weekend was going to be, I managed to drag my ass out off the couch (my weekend bed) at 9am on Saturday morning to watch my god son’s T-ball game. It was then that I realized that once my wife and I start having children, then boredom will be non-existent and that I should probably enjoy it while I can. I commented to my friends that tee ball at 9am on a Saturday morning is a bit early…to which they replied something about 9am being late on a Saturday morning since the children usually are up and going crazy around 6am. I can’t wait.
Filed under: Cry baby, Honey do list, stupid, unmotivated, weekend, wife
