Today I am challenged with independence. I say this because my wife is gone for ten days. Wow, ten glorious days! I can push the envelope and no one will know. I can rent the movie Old Yeller and no one will see me cry. I can eat on a paper doily and not a clay plate that sports an apple design; thus no dishes to wash. The temperature in the house can stay consistent and won’t fluctuate like the winter months on the planet Neptune. I can stay out late, I can eat a Little Debbie and I won’t hear my wife say, “If your Body is the temple of God, why do you have to tear yours down and put up a Pizza Hut”?
In addition, I won’t have to worry that an offending snack wrapper will be found under the driver’s seat. I won’t see a Soymilk carton in the refrigerator. You see, I have a firm belief if God had wanted us to drink Soymilk, he would have placed udders on beans!
I can hog the blankets, stay up late, dress myself without her ‘wise counsel’, and listen to my favorite songs on the radio while I travel. I can even wear a Speedo to the pool if I want. Okay scratch the last one, I don’t want an eery silence falling upon nature and crickets when they see me. I can take out the car and I don’t have to choose between driving or steering, I can actually do both.
Yup, the world is my oyster for the next ten days. I can do whatever I want, yes siree, whatever I want……. Who am I kidding? (sniffle, sniffle) I miss her already and it’s only been 15 minutes. Forget it, who needs Ole Yeller, I’ve got tears now. 😦