X is out of town this week –a Husband Vacation of sorts. Basically, I am looking forward to 8 CUH-RAZY nights in the Rancid Raves le manse. Cheese and crackers will be acceptable dinner options now. The bed will be made every morning – correctly, not by merely throwing the blanket over the bed to and fro. Dishes will not be allowed to become scary exercises in the many life stages of mold. In fact, dishes will bypass the sink entirely and proceed directly to the dishwasher. Gasp! I am going to knit and make jewelry to my little heart’s content – to the tune of Oprah and Dr. Phil (with no one in the background shaking his head disbelievingly at the seriously unhealthy public out there and my own bad taste in eagerly watching them). I will happily blast Madonna and Pink Floyd through the rafters. And finally, I will pound out Chopin’s Funeral Marche at Midnight, if I so desire. I better get to work – I have a lot to accomplish!!!!
Oh, and the answer to the question? I already do. Sigh.