Marriage V: CoDependency

I'm nothing if not bored at the moment.

See my muse is away at some thingy where he's talking about something. I don't know. Sometimes I glaze over when he tells me things. He hates when I do that. What do you expect though after 16 years together? We're bound to each be guilty of some glazing over from time to time.

So without my buddy, I am left here at 8:00 pm with the kids in bed and nobody to dance with. He would profess that he doesn't dance, but let me tell you—that boy can bust a move. When he's not dancing himself he's usually pretending he doesn't notice me dancing. He actually loves my dancing. He can deny it but we both know the truth.

Anyway, I hope he's having fun at his thing talking about stuff. For me, I've got the evening planned. I get to watch that i love the 80s episode he stopped recording. Luckily it played again. And this time I was in control of the Tivo. Finally, I get to find out what happened in 1981.