When I’m home alone, there are a couple of things I do that I never get to do otherwise. Don’t get me wrong, I love having Hubby at home and I miss him when he is away, but sometimes a night or two apart can do a relationship good, not true?
I’m not sure why my momentary freedom makes me do these things. Perhaps this transformation from Dr Jekyll to Mrs Hyde is a sign that I still have an ounce of rebellious teenager in me. I’d love to know the phycology behind why I do these uncharacteristic acts.
I’M CONVINCED THAT THE ANSWERS TO THE UNIVERSE ARE IN THE FRIDGE
When I’m home alone I find myself looking into the fridge a lot – often without any intention of eating anything. I stare into the brightly lit chamber for a minute or so like it knows the meaning of life. Then I close it, walk off, just to return 30 minutes later and do the same thing. Weird!
I EAT FROM TUPPERWARE
Let’s face it cooking for one is no fun. On occasion when I actually look into the fridge for food, I find leftovers from two nights before (or even stuff my daughter didn’t eat!). At that time, the table manners that I try so hard to impress on my family go out the window and I just microwave it, sprinkle it with cheese, and eat it straight from the Tupperware! Hmmm…tastes good.
I SLEEP WITH SOCKS ON
I’m convinced that I have terrible circulation – my feet are always cold. They are particularly cold at night because for some unknown reason, socks have been banned from the marital bed. But when I’m home alone I dig up my fluffiest most unsexy socks and cosy my toes all night.
I WATCH A CHICK FLICK
My household viewing generally consists of SuperSport or Nickelodeon. And although I’m a confirmed sports addict – bring on Wimbledon, Tour de France, The British Lions tour, you name it – sometimes a girl needs some mindless cinema to cry over. I cry at a drop of a hat, even during comedies, and it feels so GOOD.
Check out this trailer for chick flick Table 19. It has my name written all over it!
I HAVE MIDNIGHT FEASTS
One would think I’d go to sleep early while I can but I’m often up late (sometimes watching my chick flick). This means that my Tupperware-dinner doesn’t sustain me long enough so I tiptoe down to the kitchen for a snack! Often this midnight feast is a peanut butter and jam sandwich. The fact that I even have jam in my fridge boggles my mind. It’s probably been there for years as I don’t even recall buying it! Eeeeack!
Maybe I’m the only one who does these things. In an age where companies are global and mountain biking races are plenty, I think many wives or partners have a few nights on their own. What are your home-alone-habits, please tell me I’m not the only weird one!
I do my own Horror fests when Hubby’s away – with buckets of pop corn & a bottle of wine!
ooohh sounds like fun! I’d be nervous to be on my own and watch those though
When the hubby is away..which is a lot! I catch up on:
Blacklist
Blacklist Redemption
Hawaii 5-0
NCIS
Chick flicks
I have now graduated from Tupperware to glass containers…makes my fridge look clean and I’m saving the environment therefore it makes me happy to open the fridge.
I become a night owl..surfing the web, Facebook, instagram, you name it…anything to not go to bed.
I also like to open up a bottle of wine which I slowly drink during the week. Lol
Thanks for sharing Jeannie! Yes, late night TV is definitely up there when home alone. As is wine! hehe!