The weekends around here are kinda boring. Well, kinda is not a strong enough word. They are very boring!!!
My brother once told me that nothing excited him any more. He has retired now and I think found his niche but that is where I am right now. And the weekends bring it out more than ever.
This weekend we could have gone to a reunion of sorts at home. “I would not know anyone.” Or a party, “We don’t usually hang out with those people.” Given we would have had to travel all the way across the street to the party, I can see her point.
So Saturday morning it was golf with the usual suspects. When I got home, I did some stuff outside– yeah I know– I do hate it but it was things that needed to be done.
Sunday I decided to wash the cars. I had everything set up and the wife comes out and asks, “What are you doing?” Evidently, “Baking a cake” was not the right answer. It was not what I said but how I said it.
She has wanted to clean up the garage and started working on that. We had put a lot of stuff in there from my Dad’s house and she seemed determined to get rid of it. Things from my child hood. Of my Mom’s and Dad’s. Now she has a basement full of her family’s stuff but I have ”a problem letting go”. Ahhhhhh…. did she hit the nail on the head.
I do have problems with that. I can’t let go of her. And I can’t let go of SM. Although SM may be taking care of that herself.
Sunday night I went to bed by myself, as usual, and she came up later. A little accusation that I was watching something “bad” on TV. A question about the beer I had on Sunday. (Huh???) And a comment that I was mad at something or somebody. Ahhhhhhhhhhh…. the romance!!!
So I am about asleep when she says the cars look good and so does the garage and, as payback, “You wanna come over here?” Wow!! It felt like the old days of do right and we can have sex.
Well, I manned up. Even tried a little foreplay– to no avail– so I assumed the position. Guess we got April out of the way.
Payback is hell!!! Gotta work on letting go!!