Yesterday was the wife's first real day off in quite a while. She went into an ecstasy of cleaning and straightening. She calls it 'puttering', and she actually likes to do it. Gives her pleasure.
When I used to work, I got a day off, and it was lump time. Couch, bed, didn't matter. Back when I had friends, they would come to my place and nag me to go places with them, and I'd give in and go and have a little fun, but I never saw the point to it. It always seemed rather desperate, like 'dammit, we're here to have fun, so get to having fun, dammit!'
Heck, I can drink at home, and cheaper. And bars are full of assholes. Theaters are full of people who cough and talk. I can order movies in, make my own Orville Redenbacher buttered popcorn, Hebrew National hot dogs, and sit on my own couch in my underwear and scratch my balls as much as I want.
The wife took the kids out for lunch yesterday, after a long puttering session around the house. She kinda halfheartedly invited me along, knowing better, but I told her the truth, that I got to spend way too much time with them, and she doesn't, and it turns out I was right. They had a blast.
Johnny ordered curried rice as it was yellow, and yellow is his favorite color. Turns out he doesn't like it. His face was scandalized. Now he's downstairs with all their toy cooking utensils and toy foods and is 'running a Burger King'. Noble ambition...
Nat found a plastic treasure chest, and is putting her most valued treasures in it, hiding it upstairs, then running downstairs and making herself a treasure map so she can find it again. She is Pirate Nattie. Little role reversal going on here?
A long time ago when I was little, five or six, I went out into the front yard with a few boxes, and made a little storefront, and decorated it with my crayons. I had been saving up a bunch of empty food cartons and cans, and I loaded my shelves, and sat happily behind it, waiting for 'customers'.
My Mother came out, and told me there were people that would arrest me and throw me in jail for 'violating copywrite' or something, so in a panic, I cleaned it all up and threw it away. And I never played that game again.
What you do to them when they're small lasts forever.