Question for the married guys. What do you do differently or for fun when your wife/kids goes out of town?
Question of the Day, August 21
Question for the married guys. What do you do differently or for fun when your wife/kids goes out of town?
Get shit done.
If everyones fone i try to to enjoy the solitude.
If it happens from like march thru october, i’ll be working on one of my cars, always something to do, clean, modify or tinker with. Or build something like a workbench, shelving etc.
During the more winter months it will usually be a focused marathon activity while drinking beer or whiskey, videogame (new halo), an ammo reloading frenzy or movie marathon (watch all of a trilogy in one sitting).
One of two things.
1) Write original posts. Honestly, I get 5x more work done when Ms Freud is out, or downstairs with a client, than when she’s not. She talks my ear off otherwise
2)
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sleep and then sleep some more
Get things done – like painting a room, fixing, building something.
Having a beer at 10:00 AM
Listen to my jazz collection, as loud as I want it.
Go to restaurants that my wife doesn’t enjoy.
Let the dogs run amok chasing the cats around the house, cranking the Cerwin Vega’s to near distortion levels, enjoy cold beers at 9am, shit with the door open, use the backpack leaf blower to clean the wood floors, and crank call my sister in law using an middle eastern accent.
Bask in the blissful sounds of silence
Why only for the guys Stuck?
For the rare, very rare, times that I get my home alone, I sound like one of the guys above.
Usually I’ll finish some house project that he started and left. Or I’ll work on the bane of my existence – paperwork – with a cold beer and things strewn throughout the area.
I get to drink without the normal added fun of watching his one fifth to my one beer.
Mainly I just enjoy not walking on eggshells all the time. That is the best part.
I do what i want,if she is home or not. I guess i would tend to party or go hunting and fishing alone for a change. Otherwise i try to do things as a family.
Crank the stereo with the old speakers from high school, they still sound as good as anything on the market today!!!
Mostly stay on TBP but lately I’ve added playing with my antenna project.
It’s a horrible challenge to try and get a signal over 20 miles of mountains when you live in the foothills.
Now I have taken to looking at antenna porn and peeping at houses with antennas, stalking them on google maps, lurking around houses that have a fish spines antenna or even a ham radio antenna – a rare sight here.
Uh, this question is for guys, not mammals.
I absofuckinglutely LOVE being alone so when the wife is gone I crank the stereo till my ears bleed and enjoy the solitude.
It’s amazing actually. I work completely alone so when the wife is gone I can go a week or two without seeing or talking to anyone except the person I relieve at work and the person who relieves me.
Perfect job for me would be in a remote lookout tower in the woods. Just send me out and assume no news is good news.
Looks like fucking Auschwitz around here with ash raining out of the sky. Visibility is less than a thousand feet. As soon as you open a door your nose burns like alcohol in a cut. Air quality is back to “hazardous to life”. This is with winds blowing a steady 15-20mph too! As a bonus we are also expecting a haboob to roll in overnight! We won’t be able to see it with all this smoke but we should still be able to enjoy the sand and grit raining down. I’ve seen it worse but not for this long. I suffer from mild asthma (or so I’m told) but the smoke does not affect me. Mold is my nemesis.
What’s that green thing stuck on the suitcase being thrown over the fence at Mr. Stucky by Ms. Freud.
Inquiring minds want to know!
Hookers and cocaine.
Beer. Doritos. Dirty dishes. Three day growth. More beer. Pizza. Football. Beer. Peanuts. Beer. Baseball. More peanuts. Beer. Beer. Beer with buddies.
Repeat for as long as it lasts.
Laying peacefully in bed until wife returns from girls night out, drunk and stoned and rapes me to increase her future child support order.
The world is totally fucked up or I have fallen into an alternate dimension. Tell me, is this Eretz or Niburu?
Where I came from, Eretz, it is men who go out, get drunk and come home and rape the old lady. We don’t wear dresses back there.
MIA – it’s a shirt sleeve.
Get on Ashley Madison and try and find some married woman whose old man is out of town.