This week is a bit different for me… after almost 19 years of being married I am baching it for a week. My wife and kids have gone to New York State to visit relatives and I am home.
When I first learned of this trip I was a bit excited about having some alone time, you know… doing man-stuff like eating pork and beans from the can while watching Golden Girl re-runs (that Bea Arthur is quite the actress!) But as theie date of departure neared I was already starting to miss my family.
Desiring to use the time well I have a few ideas of things to do to make good use of this week alone:
–Now is a good time to use that pilates exercise video that I bought at a yard sale a month or so ago.
–Inspired by Matthew I have considered starting to pick up a few words in a foreign language; so I went to the Library and picked up a book: ‘Spanish The Easy Way.’ (Perhaps I can expand my Spanish beyond the words I have learned listening to Cypress Hill.)
–I have some books that I can start/continue/finish reading.
–I can take the dog out for walks and spend some quality time with him.
–I have some house plants to water, and Dorothy (Andrew’s goldfish) to keep alive.
–And if all else fails I have a case of Pabst that needs drinking.
So you can see that I have plenty of things to do to keep me busy around the house.
But instead of the pilates video or starting to learn words in Spanish I went out to eat last nite at the Chinese buffet place. I had a nice relaxing meal all by myself… it is amazing how slow one can eat when they do not have kids with them. Anyways. After I was done I was sitting at my table waiting for them to bring me my bill, apparently the cashier noticed me sitting there for a spell and came over to me and informed me that “your friend paid for you.” I asked her who, and she showed me the booth where I had noticed a couple eating earlier. This couple whom I do not know paid for my dinner– Thank you!! Of course I wondered why they paid for me? Did I look like I couldn’t pay for the meal? Did I look sad? Did they know me from somewhere? Regardless of why, I was thankful and it was very kind gesture! I said a prayer for them.
The funny part about this trip is Andrew. One thing you need to know about Andrew is that he does not talk very clearly… So, as the trip got closer Andrew would play ‘plane.’ Andrew has never been on a plane, and has had limited exposure to them; but in his playing plane, the plane would crash… and then he would say “get out of the plane.” My dear wife hopes that this is not a premonition… the way I figure it, if it is the fact that he hears “get out of the plane” means that they survived the crash. Hey, it is all about making lemonade out of lemons.
So by next Monday’s post I am sure I will still not have done any pilates or learned any more Spanish than I know right now; but hopefully the fish and plants will still be alive.
Tomorrow nite I am going to go see the Simpson’s Movie… where does that fit into my ‘things to-do’ plan?