Otis
Footballguy
I'm in the midst of a very lazy and uneventful Saturday and at some point today had the thought that I bet one day I'll look back longingly on days like today.
I got up around 9:30 or 10 a.m. Whenever I had the urge. I could have stayed in bed, but I just wasn't tired anymore. Walked up the street to pick up breakfast (a large coffee and an egg white sandwich on whole grain). Came home, popped on the NFL network and some sportscenter, cruised the FFA some. Straightened up a little, packed some clothes for a trip out of town tomorrow, and sat back in front of the TV. At about 2pm decided it was time to hit the gym. Went downstairs to the gym in my building, ran a couple miles, lifted weights, then proceed up to the roof deck to get some sun and listen to my iPod. Hot as it is out there, there's actually a nice breeze up high, and it was quite relaxing. I'm just now about to jump in the shower and figure out what clothes to throw on before heading out to a bachelor party in Manhattan. All tolled, I won't have spoken to a soul until this evening, I'll have really had nothing pressing to do today, no appointments, no errands, and nobody to answer to.
Is life after marriage really never, ever like this again?
TIA
I got up around 9:30 or 10 a.m. Whenever I had the urge. I could have stayed in bed, but I just wasn't tired anymore. Walked up the street to pick up breakfast (a large coffee and an egg white sandwich on whole grain). Came home, popped on the NFL network and some sportscenter, cruised the FFA some. Straightened up a little, packed some clothes for a trip out of town tomorrow, and sat back in front of the TV. At about 2pm decided it was time to hit the gym. Went downstairs to the gym in my building, ran a couple miles, lifted weights, then proceed up to the roof deck to get some sun and listen to my iPod. Hot as it is out there, there's actually a nice breeze up high, and it was quite relaxing. I'm just now about to jump in the shower and figure out what clothes to throw on before heading out to a bachelor party in Manhattan. All tolled, I won't have spoken to a soul until this evening, I'll have really had nothing pressing to do today, no appointments, no errands, and nobody to answer to.
Is life after marriage really never, ever like this again?
TIA