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Does anyone else regress when wife/partner/spouse is out of town? (2 Viewers)

You people are sad.

Your woman has to leave town so you can be a guy again.


I pray for your souls.
Perhaps some of us just have an idea of being a guy that has evolved past a 21 year old living in their frat house. It's nice to relive those days every once in awhile but I would absolutely not choose to live like that regularly.
Yeah, I get it. Just busting everyone's balls.

When I started coming to Wisconsin 15 years ago to fish on my birthday, that was my time to just be me.

I didn't have to be a husband or a dad for those 4 days. Glorious is the right term.
 
You people are sad.

Your woman has to leave town so you can be a guy again.


I pray for your souls.
Perhaps some of us just have an idea of being a guy that has evolved past a 21 year old living in their frat house. It's nice to relive those days every once in awhile but I would absolutely not choose to live like that regularly.
Yeah, I get it. Just busting everyone's balls.

When I started coming to Wisconsin 15 years ago to fish on my birthday, that was my time to just be me.

I didn't have to be a husband or a dad for those 4 days. Glorious is the right term.
I know you are, just teasing as well. But that is a good description of it: can let go of the roles that we have to play every day.
 
I’ve evolved or devolved depending on your perspective.
My wife didn’t care what I did as long as the house was clean when she returned. So I would go on an eating binge of junk food, stay up all night playing video games or watching movies that were not her style. Dishes were piled high and if I did do them they would just stack up in a wall around the sink. I did no housework and bed was always a tumbled wad of sheets and blankets. Anyway you get the picture. The day she was expected back I worked nonstop to see that the house was indeed clean for her return.
Anyway a few years back she was gone for six weeks caring for illness in her immediate family. I missed her, appreciated the sacrifice she was making and started the process of being more productive, clean and focused. When she returned I did the whole bit flowers, candy a welcome home sign. House was in great shape.
This year she needs to be gone for a week every three weeks to assist her family. I find myself doing house projects that I put off, going to bed at a good time and organizing my day. I will catch a movie at a theatre as a reward.
Junk food is limited.
So have I evolved or devolved? I feel happy with it.
Alecia must be happy with your progress. Make sure you buy her that hat she likes before she returns.
 
You people are sad.

Your woman has to leave town so you can be a guy again.


I pray for your souls.
Perhaps some of us just have an idea of being a guy that has evolved past a 21 year old living in their frat house. It's nice to relive those days every once in awhile but I would absolutely not choose to live like that regularly.
Yeah, I get it. Just busting everyone's balls.

When I started coming to Wisconsin 15 years ago to fish on my birthday, that was my time to just be me.

I didn't have to be a husband or a dad for those 4 days. Glorious is the right term.
I know you are, just teasing as well. But that is a good description of it: can let go of the roles that we have to play every day.

Just not having to have the 'dinner' discussion is delightful.
 
You people are sad.

Your woman has to leave town so you can be a guy again.


I pray for your souls.
Perhaps some of us just have an idea of being a guy that has evolved past a 21 year old living in their frat house. It's nice to relive those days every once in awhile but I would absolutely not choose to live like that regularly.
Yeah, I get it. Just busting everyone's balls.

When I started coming to Wisconsin 15 years ago to fish on my birthday, that was my time to just be me.

I didn't have to be a husband or a dad for those 4 days. Glorious is the right term.
I know you are, just teasing as well. But that is a good description of it: can let go of the roles that we have to play every day.

Just not having to have the 'dinner' discussion is delightful.
We do "dinner divorce" usually a couple times a week now, because that discussion exhausts us both.
 
You people are sad.

Your woman has to leave town so you can be a guy again.


I pray for your souls.
Perhaps some of us just have an idea of being a guy that has evolved past a 21 year old living in their frat house. It's nice to relive those days every once in awhile but I would absolutely not choose to live like that regularly.
Yeah, I get it. Just busting everyone's balls.

When I started coming to Wisconsin 15 years ago to fish on my birthday, that was my time to just be me.

I didn't have to be a husband or a dad for those 4 days. Glorious is the right term.
I know you are, just teasing as well. But that is a good description of it: can let go of the roles that we have to play every day.

Just not having to have the 'dinner' discussion is delightful.
We do "dinner divorce" usually a couple times a week now, because that discussion exhausts us both.
My Dad referred to it as the oldest argument in the book.
 
Not saying it’s like this situation at all but reminded me of a conversation I had just last week. I’m a nurse so I work with a lot of women. One, who I actually like a lot, works part time two evenings a week. She said she got home the evening before and her husband was asleep on the couch and she woke him up. I said……what did you wake him up for? Her responses and I quote……..it annoys me to see him relaxing when I’ve been working.
Thank you for this information. My nurse wife works the graveyard shift and gets home a couple of hours before I have to get up. I have wondered many times why is she disturbing my sleep? I will be sound asleep and she will start a conversation.
 
My wife and our twins have camped overnight on Wed and again tonight. I still have our 13 year old daughter who needs dad to be reliable and "there". So....not Risky Business but:

- My daughter is anorexic (been in treatment all year) so getting her to eat anything is a chore. We went back and forth by text (she never leaves her room and im only invited in to kill spiders and bugs) and both agreed on Chick Fil A. And then we both texted "mom is going to kill us". :lmao: She's a very staunch ally but hey, I got her to eat 3 chicken strips, large fries and a sprite! We agreed to take the take out trash to a public garbage can. My girl!

- Made two giant batches of the kind of sun teas I like with our big Mason Jars.

- Got to use the kitchen to make coconut lime shrimp with a mango jalapeño dipping sauce. I made a mess and stunk up the house, but 2 Lbs of wild caught Gulf shrimp were cooked to perfection!

- Took those shrimp (probably made 50ish) to our neighbors' house where he was smoking Copper River Salmon (tasted like candied salmon, soooo good) sausage and baked beans on the Traeger. Just 5 of us but food was delicious. Had about half a glass of really good rosé (one gal is an anesthesiologist and brings nicer wines than I would ever buy, glad we're friends) and when they wanted to turn on the song machine and let AI pick the songs, I bounced. Home by 7.

- I've watched a crap ton of Dateline, 20/20, Forensic Files. :bag: Don't judge.

- I did load and run the dishwasher but I left the big cast iron pan kinda dirty just soaking in the sink, so take that for rebellion!

- I injured my left pinkie toe side of my foot playing disc golf in a pair of Hooka Shoes my sister gave me. They were for her son, but the shoes hurt his feet. So she gave them to me. She kept pestering me to wear them. So I did. And they were fine at first, but over the course of the day, my left foot felt like a boa constrictor was down there. I should not have played 18 holes on a long track....definitely not emptying my bag on every hole. Well, I woke up and I can't walk without crying out in pain like Jacob Marley. It is called a Tailors Bunionette....isnt that cute? Hurts like a mofo.

- tomorrow, leaving 530am to meet the family. And the dog. I miss him a lot. And them. But him.



PARTY ANIMAL MALAISE
 
- My daughter is anorexic (been in treatment all year) so getting her to eat anything is a chore. We went back and forth by text (she never leaves her room and im only invited in to kill spiders and bugs) and both agreed on Chick Fil A. And then we both texted "mom is going to kill us". :lmao: She's a very staunch ally but hey, I got her to eat 3 chicken strips, large fries and a sprite! We agreed to take the take out trash to a public garbage can. My girl!
Big win. I've been dealing with disordered eating the last 12 months or so with my daughter. I wouldn't call it anorexia but it's similar. I find it to be the most difficult and challenging thing ever. Last night after all her complaints of not wanting dinner. She ate all her Taco Bell 5 layer burrito and even asked if we coupld split nacho fries. She housed a root beer and a sprite. That is a big win. Although it's having a negative effect on me a bit, I've eaten more fast food in the last year than I had in the previous 5 combined!

But before my wife and kid got back yesterday, the house was vaccuumed. Dishes done. Kitchen and bathroom cleaned top to bottom. Even gave the dog a bath. So my wife was happy coming home to a clean, orderly home. I was happy because I got to spend 2 days living without a care in the world.
 
When I was still working, my wife would go off sometimes to visit the kids by herself. Usually I was too tired from working to do much except grab something to eat on the way home, drink a few beers and watch whatever game was on.
Since retirement we always travel together, so not sure what I would do if by myself. Probably spend more time on FBG forums. Maybe I could just spend more time with my 87 year also neighbor. He likes to ride his bike to the beach and watch all the women in bikinis.
 
- My daughter is anorexic (been in treatment all year) so getting her to eat anything is a chore. We went back and forth by text (she never leaves her room and im only invited in to kill spiders and bugs) and both agreed on Chick Fil A. And then we both texted "mom is going to kill us". :lmao: She's a very staunch ally but hey, I got her to eat 3 chicken strips, large fries and a sprite! We agreed to take the take out trash to a public garbage can. My girl!
So….I know nothing about the situation other than what you have posted here.

But………is mom an issue here? Sorry if I’m treading on your territory but this stuck out to me that your daughter was willing to eat with mom gone.
 
- My daughter is anorexic (been in treatment all year) so getting her to eat anything is a chore. We went back and forth by text (she never leaves her room and im only invited in to kill spiders and bugs) and both agreed on Chick Fil A. And then we both texted "mom is going to kill us". :lmao: She's a very staunch ally but hey, I got her to eat 3 chicken strips, large fries and a sprite! We agreed to take the take out trash to a public garbage can. My girl!
So….I know nothing about the situation other than what you have posted here.

But………is mom an issue here? Sorry if I’m treading on your territory but this stuck out to me that your daughter was willing to eat with mom gone.

No, mom isn't the issue. She's a PIA with both of us. Mom would have gotten her to eat as well; it just would NOT have been Chick Fil A. DQ, Raising Cain, etc...all fine. The girl likes her chicken tendies and fries.

But now I got the Hate Chicken in my back pocket when I need it. Slap it HIGH!
 
- My daughter is anorexic (been in treatment all year) so getting her to eat anything is a chore. We went back and forth by text (she never leaves her room and im only invited in to kill spiders and bugs) and both agreed on Chick Fil A. And then we both texted "mom is going to kill us". :lmao: She's a very staunch ally but hey, I got her to eat 3 chicken strips, large fries and a sprite! We agreed to take the take out trash to a public garbage can. My girl!
Big win. I've been dealing with disordered eating the last 12 months or so with my daughter. I wouldn't call it anorexia but it's similar. I find it to be the most difficult and challenging thing ever. Last night after all her complaints of not wanting dinner. She ate all her Taco Bell 5 layer burrito and even asked if we coupld split nacho fries. She housed a root beer and a sprite. That is a big win. Although it's having a negative effect on me a bit, I've eaten more fast food in the last year than I had in the previous 5 combined!

But before my wife and kid got back yesterday, the house was vaccuumed. Dishes done. Kitchen and bathroom cleaned top to bottom. Even gave the dog a bath. So my wife was happy coming home to a clean, orderly home. I was happy because I got to spend 2 days living without a care in the world.

Eating disorders are a monster. Wouldn't wish it upon the worst of people. Hang in there, GB. What I've learned is this is a lifetime struggle, so it's nice to know other FBGs are going through it too. Always around to commiserate.

Oh, and I did eat the leftover chicken strip "nubs" that she found gross. Chick Fil A - we may not see eye to eye on stuff, but you make a gosh darn amazing bird.
 
- My daughter is anorexic (been in treatment all year) so getting her to eat anything is a chore. We went back and forth by text (she never leaves her room and im only invited in to kill spiders and bugs) and both agreed on Chick Fil A. And then we both texted "mom is going to kill us". :lmao: She's a very staunch ally but hey, I got her to eat 3 chicken strips, large fries and a sprite! We agreed to take the take out trash to a public garbage can. My girl!
Big win. I've been dealing with disordered eating the last 12 months or so with my daughter. I wouldn't call it anorexia but it's similar. I find it to be the most difficult and challenging thing ever. Last night after all her complaints of not wanting dinner. She ate all her Taco Bell 5 layer burrito and even asked if we coupld split nacho fries. She housed a root beer and a sprite. That is a big win. Although it's having a negative effect on me a bit, I've eaten more fast food in the last year than I had in the previous 5 combined!

But before my wife and kid got back yesterday, the house was vaccuumed. Dishes done. Kitchen and bathroom cleaned top to bottom. Even gave the dog a bath. So my wife was happy coming home to a clean, orderly home. I was happy because I got to spend 2 days living without a care in the world.
Sounds kinda like me. Had two weeks ago without wife and baby girl, so just me and our 16 month old. He's in daycare five days. So between my weird sorta job search and random things I'm doing...house got ultra cleaned to my standards. Stuff put where I want it. Bed made. And a big pile of wife's stuff on the floor by her side of the bed.

Then add using the putting mat out all day every day without having to re roll it up when done until end of week...yes!
 
You people are sad.

Your woman has to leave town so you can be a guy again.


I pray for your souls.
You’re missing the point. It’s the idea that there is no responsibility and no feeling of guilt for said rare lack of responsibility.

This. And the escape from the daily dreaded question of "so, what should we do for dinner?" We are a family of 7 at full capacity with dietary differences spread between full vegan to anorexia/food restriction disease to "no veggies please". Planning dinners here is a galldarn chore.

So when it's me and me alone, I'll eat whatever I want for dinner, whenever I want to have dinner and wherever I want to eat dinner (including our marital bed, don't judge me).

This isn't about me reclaiming my balls from a purse. It's all about pure, unadulterated FREEEEEDOM!!!!!

Surprised that point was lost on you, to be frank.
It’s only two of us, and I dread that question just as much.

When she’s away, the first couple days it’s leftovers, anything really, wrapped in a tortilla, followed by a couple days of tortillas and condiments, then just the tortillas. Everything is cold, usually, and you’ve got the right idea with paper towels and a single cup. I can eat like that every meal, every day.

Life doesn’t need to be so complicated.
 
I don’t know if this happens to everyone else, but I feel like the 1st 15 mins that my wife returns is “home inspection time”. Oh, she tries to be oh so subtle about it, but it’s not fooling anyone as I know the hamster 🐹 in her brain 🧠 is going thru its checklist…..
I’m just impressed your wife is subtle about it. Forget being out of town. My wife is back in the office five days per week, but I have flexibility to work from home. I can still be on back-to-back work calls (or trying to meet a deadline for reviewing something) when she gets home from work, but god forbid I don’t find time in between work to do multiple rounds of laundry.
 
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I don’t know if this happens to everyone else, but I feel like the 1st 15 mins that my wife returns is “home inspection time”. Oh, she tries to be oh so subtle about it, but it’s not fooling anyone as I know the hamster 🐹 in her brain 🧠 is going thru its checklist…..
Yeah, I can relate. She can't pick out any of the things that I DID do, but damn, she's quick to point out the things I overlooked.
 
I was at a conference about an hour away on Thursday and Friday night and most of yesterday so that was two days wasted.

Got home last night, had a couple of beers and a salad with some red-bag chicken (IYKYK) and fell asleep on the couch. Woke up around midnight and doom-scrolled TikTok for a couple of hours before getting to sleep around 2a.

Woke up this morning, went for my normal 4-mile walk. Saw a recipe on TikTok last night for Chicken Chili Verde that I decided to make today. Kevin Ashton is pretty awesome. Older hippy-like guy that is a chef for a sorority at University of Nevada Reno and just beat cancer, great story, great recipes.

Went to Target, Sprouts and Total Wine to pick up supplies. Now I'm simmering the chili verde, drinking some Tropical Floridian Funky Bhudda and watching some telly.

It's a good day.

Wife gets home on Tuesday night. Probably going to a friends house for a barbecue tomorrow to milk the last bit of regression out of this opportunity.
 
I just learned my wife plans on taking the kids to her sister’s all next week.

Omg omg omg
Update: looks like trip is delayed or cancelled. :kicksrock:
We're you able to mask your disappointment?

The hard part for me is trying to pretend that I'm not super excited when she's leaving. My wife is notorious for taking forever to get out the door. She will pack freaking snacks and 2 drinks for a 15 minute drive to a restaurant. When she is going on a solo trip the rounds of checklists, post it notes and trips in and out to the car can be exhausting. Nothing is a test of my patience more than pretending like I'm not just waiting for her to pull out of the driveway.
 
Just ordered an 18” sub. Snatch in the DVD player. Makers with a little bit of Diet. It’s a marathon not a sprint.
Man, don't put pop in bourbon. Makers may not be top of the line, but it isn't rot gut. If you want to, go ahead and put pop in garbage like Jack Daniels.
 
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Yes - but I have young kids, so it takes my wife being out of town and the kids being in bed, so ~8:30 PM or later when my wife is out of town. I go play video games or watch Marvel movies in my underwear in the basement with alcohol and snacks and stay up till like 1 AM just to prolong the freedom.

Even when the kids are up, things regress some. Fast food for dinner, kids can watch their screens during dinner, showers are optional, etc.
 
I just learned my wife plans on taking the kids to her sister’s all next week.

Omg omg omg
Update: looks like trip is delayed or cancelled. :kicksrock:
Second update: It’s back on! :excited:

Her sister is feeling better after being ill so I was just informed the wife and kids leave tomorrow for a “week at auntie’s.”

Not a light work week but just joined a cash game Saturday and can golf in the evenings.
 
I'm headed out of town until Friday. As I noted in my OP in this thread, my work trips tend to make me "devolve" a bit. Definitely getting some fast food lunches, greasy local haunts for dinner and plenty of beers... just not too many since I'll need to be up fairly early (and in a time zone two hours ahead) every morning. But yeah, no need to make the kids lunch/dinner, don't need to do dishes. Just lay around and watch ESPN with some work mixed in.
 

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