When The Cat is Away

When The Cat is Away

Mrs. C has been away this week.  She is working at a dance studio event.  Her boss runs two events like this every year.  They are a big deal in the world of Ballroom Dancing.

While she is away, I am free to watch whatever TV I want.  I can practice guitar as long as I want.  I can smoke a cigar without hearing about the smell, and enjoy it with an extra glass of port.  I stay up even later than normal and sleep as late as I want…ok that is nothing new.

Point being, for a full week I am on my own.  Being on your own every once in a while, is a good thing.  I sort of look forward to it.

Don’t get judgy on me, I know Mrs. C always looked forward to alone time during my once a week visits to sit for the Pennsylvania grandchildren.

Being on you own sometimes is good for a relationship. 

It is now the third day that I am on my own.  Mrs. C will be back in four more days.

Have you heard of the three-day rule?  That is the limit of days that you visit or are visited by family or friends.  More than three days and welcome starts to run out.

Apparently, there is a three-day rule for Mrs. C being away.  Her absence is no longer a welcome change of pace.  Enough of the alone time, and the cigars and extra glass of port. 

I miss the wife…Let that be our little secret.