I spent the weekend, and the 4th, at my in-laws’ house in Pittsfield, Maine. We came east and up to visit for Independence Day, which is of course, always cool. They’ve got a big ol’ swimming pool, and the kids (particularly our 2-year old boy) are more and more growing to enjoy swimming. Plus, her parents are winos, almost worse than me. 🙂 So it’s always good to visit them.
I just got back a short while ago. Yep, I said I just got back. She stayed there, with the kids, wanting to spend a couple weeks with her parents. This is not an unusual occurrence with her, so don’t worry: it’s not like we’re having problems or anything. But, healthy marriage or no, this means it’s just me for the next ten days. So what, oh what, shall I do?
Cigars? Well, duh! Of course cigars!
Scotch? Wine? See above.
Strippers? Well ok, none of that. Even if I had the requisite disposable $ in my budget for the month to allow it, that might be a bit uncool, except for a buddy’s bachelor party or something.
PS-3? Of course. I’ve got a lot of catching up to do, specifically with Fallout: New Vegas. My wife thinks, and I agree, that it’s not the kind of game that I should be playing around the kids. And of course, when they’re asleep, we have other things to do. So it’s been months since I last shot me some raiders. So that’ll be cool.
But no, I think the main thing to do during this time of being a geographic bachelor is clear. I must write. Actually, this will be a cool test. You can see in my last post how many words I’m averaging per month, and per day. Let’s see if I can blow that completely out of the water. So I’ve got a new goal for the next ten days: 30,000 words by the time my wife returns on the evening of 15 July. That’s 3,000 words per day. Doable, I think, with nothing to do after work each day but eat and write.
Ok, let’s get this party started!