I have written before about what I call secret single behavior. This is when your husband goes out of town and you revert to your pre-married ways. For me this means cereal for dinner, no cooking, staying up half the night watching things such as Dawson's Creek with my sister, or staying up half the night reading chick lit, shopping, more shopping and late night target runs, very little house work and so on. Mostly things that drive my husband crazy. Yet this week I seem to have had a relapse of secret single behavior except my husband is still here. I think I might be driving him mad.
It all started when I failed to make a menu for the week. As I blogged on Monday, not having a menu and groceries before the week starts is not a pretty picture. Monday I was able to scrape up lentils, Tuesday we went out for Mexican (we NEVER go out to eat so this is a big deal), last night I did cook but then failed to do any dishes, and tonight will be left overs.
The next thing was I started reading Something Borrowed by Emily Griffin on Monday. Well I couldn't stop reading it. It was so funny and good and I wanted to know who Dex would choose. So I stayed up until 1 am reading it. Then Tuesday I just had to watch Brothers & Sisters with Jess and Jessica. Then after we finished that at 11:30 I just had to keep reading Something Borrowed because I was so close to being done...only 100 or so pages. So I stayed up until 2am to finish the book. This was perhaps not so smart being as I had a very big day at work on Wednesday and had to be there early.
One would think I had learned my lesson. On the contrary when I got home at a wonderfully early 4pm yesterday I picked up Something Blue and got right to it. I paused to fix some dinner and then returned back to Darcy and Ethan because I just had to know what was going to happen. When would Darcy see that really it was Ethan she loved?!!! So I stayed up late reading once again. And as tempting as it is to go to the library and find the next Emily Griffin book I think I'd better refrain. I'm simply too tired. And I fear my husbands patience may be running a little thin.