Sigh. I just licked the last little bit of white sauce out of my Lean Cuisine container and chased it with some sugar-free chocolate. I then chugged 16 oz. of water, and have sternly told my stomach that the kitchen is closed so stop grumbling.
I hate 6 pm.
In other news, have you ever dreamed that your husband was dead, only to wake up all panicked and find him snoring next to you?
Now picture the same dream, an empty bed, and a husband who’s been hijacked by a bunch of 16 year-old boys, and is currently canoeing away somewhere in the wilderness without any cell phone coverage. I’m completely convinced that he’s either been eaten by a bear, or drowned.
I thought to myself, what am I going to do all alone? Who’ll pay the bills, and take out the trash? And what about that horrible hilly lawn, and come on, I can’t sleep in the dark by myself. Something might be under the bed.
But…
I have to admit, I’m a different person when I Single Parent it. I used to wonder how women raised children without husbands around, but I’ll tell you right now, they’re tough. When I’m on my own, it’s amazing how much I get done.
I actually detailed my huge vehicle today all by myself. We’re talking two hours and a toothbrush detailed. The kind of detailed that you don’t want to know about. Seriously, what are those kids doing back there? I swear they smuggle spray paint into the car when I’m not looking so they can graffiti all over the upholstery.
I had a dream like that a few years ago, and it triggered major anxiety at the time! My husband was working as an armored truck driver, and I was convinced he was going to be shot everyday. It wasn’t a good time. But now, things are 99% better. I still worry about my 230 pound husband getting kidnapped though! 🙂
WOW… I have never really been the GO GETTER type… maybe I need my husband to work away from the home for a while so I can find my inner ambition???
Since I take out the trash 90% of the time and I am the one that pays the bills and Hubby has a pretty good life insurance policy I could survive. Not that I would want to, but I could…
Actually, who would fix my computer when it breaks and I can’t blog? Nevermind, I couldn’t survive.
I’m the same way about Single Parenting It. I can get it done and do a pretty good job but it’s oh, so much better when he’s there. =]
I had a dream like that once, and then ended up calling my husband like 15 times the next day to make sure he was okay.
I don’t think I’d make it if he’d been out of cell phone range.
Not to switch topics or anything…
Although I have been married the whole time we have had children, I have spent it all living as a single mummy with my husband working away until recently. This means I have had to cope alone, no option, and really it is o.k. because I knew he was always coming back. However, I have often thought waht I would do if he were really gone. I have massive contingency plans ready if he dies. How sad am I, I even plan my husband’s death and funeral. This keeps me sane though. I need lists and plans, they keep me on track and feeling in control.