Remember the days when you had a job, friends who could relate to the day-in-day-out of working in the same department, a cute wardrobe, a good nights sleep when you so desired, CDs in your player that YOU liked, something to be excited about on a Thursday, you know HAPPY HOUR! I miss Happy Hour so badly. Hanging out, laughing, looking forward to those two days that were different from the other five. The days you could sleep in, lounge in bed, go shopping, get a pedicure or a haircut, lay out at the pool, see a movie?
Apparently things aren't so different for my DH. Yeah, he called at 4:15. I had just pulled in the drive way from taking the twins to my older boys school for two Parent-Teacher conferences. First day in a week that no one has been blowing chunks or blowing out their diapers. Had to make a stop at Walmart w/the babies, in POURING down rain to get a Bday gift for older boy's dad. Decided that since The Office wasn't on I'd grab The Prestige for me and hubby to watch tonight. You know, a surprise for him, let him know I am thinking about him. He LOVES movies and we have wanted to see this one for a while.
So, yeah, 4:15, sitting in car, babies sleeping, glad I brought my book because it was raining again and I thought I could let the babies sleep a few more minutes while I read and let the rain let up. Thrilled to get a call from DH because he rarely calls me during the day. He was just calling to tell me that he was going to Happy Hour. That dreamy thing that existed back when my life existed. Lucky him. He still has a life. Me, not so much. Wanted to see if I could meet him out for dinner if I was still on that side of town for PT Confs. His only motivation in asking for a dinner out with me was so that he could drink up at Happy Hour and have someone to drive him home. Since I was already at home, he was going to call a friend of ours that lives right by us and see if he wanted to meet him out so he could get a ride home. Lucky him.
Oh, did I mention that he didn't inquire as to whether this was okay with me, or if I had any plans for the night? What kind of plans could I have? I have no life. Unless you consider making dinner (guess I don't have to do that, who knows when he'll be home), feeding babies, giving baths, packing lunches, tucking kids in and oh yeah, watching reruns on TV. Lucky him.
The good news, my period should start tomorrow and I will feel a bit more like myself, not some raging lunatic that can't control her tongue nor her tear ducts. Lucky me.
Comments:
i wasn't old enough to go to happy hour before having kids. matter of fact my 21st b-day bash, i had a 10 mo baby in the house.
so no, i don't remember happy hour since i've never been....
never had a ladies night out, either. i've heard those are nice. now i just sound lame.
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