One night a month a friend has started a ladies night. So far I've attended 2. 6 ish to 10 ish so 4 hours of girl time. Non mom time. Me time. 4 hours...a MONTH.
Mind you a normal evening at my house is me.... cooking dinner. Playing on my phone. Chatting on the phone. Cleaning. Maybe doing a craft or wrapping presents or doing photography tutorials while my children are in their bedrooms doors shut earphones in.
The only difference tonight. I was not in the house...and I did not cook dinner. You would have thought I left a couple 2 year Olds home alone. Everyone went to bed hungry because I was not here to feed them....and the hubby asked "how many girls nights are you going to have".
For real? When I do cook...half the time it's only picked at and complained about. I guess I should be thankful I was obviously "missed " there for I guess I'm loved.
Oh yes and I tried to loop arms with the boy on our way into walmart...he pulled away as though I was a disgusting vomit covered scary clown. How's that for love.
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