So, I’m trying to make my plans for temporary bachelorhood. What shall I do when my wife skips town to meet her high school chums for a few days and nights of unchecked raucous behavior?
I’m thinking I should engage in a little raucous behavior of my own! Perhaps I should watch the remaining episodes of Orange is the New Black by myself. Maybe a gin gimlet, followed by a Manhattan, followed by a glass of New Zealand Sauvignon blanc…all within an hour or two.
I suppose I could visit my neighbor down the street, the guy with the to-die-for woodworking shop, and beg him to guide me through the process of making a set of shelves to display our expansive collection of coffee mugs.
Do I sound as exciting as I feel? Hmmm. Maybe I should take a solo road trip. Hit the road with some appropriate road-music and just let the highway tell me where to go and how to feel.
I have to decide soon, because her Friday morning to Monday afternoon adventure begins on the 19th. Oh, the places I will go, the things I will do!
Ah, she’ll probably leave me a list of things to accomplish during her absence. A simultaneous road trip could absolve me of those responsibilities!
Do I have acquaintances in Iowa, friends in Alberta?
I suspect I’ll become a little more intimate with the remote control…and, perhaps, I will learn a bit more about the area beneath my house that could become a workshop.