Growing Up (a little, at least!)
August 21st 2010 06:49
As I write this, it's 1:30 in the morning. I've been away from my wife and son since Wednesday (it's Saturday morning). I've been in Illinois the past few days for a golf outing that I do every year that's a lot of fun.
I got back from a bar about an hour and a half ago. I was there with my brothers, their wives/girlfriends, and my sister in law and soon to be brother in law. We played darts, pool, and beanbags. I won our first game of darts with three bullseyes in a row, and our second one by a hair with another bullseye. It was, quite frankly, epic.
What I realized around midnight is that, though it's fun once in a while, I really don't miss this. I don't miss going out and drinking every weekend night at a bar. What I miss is my son and my wife. I enjoy spending time with my brothers. I like playing darts and pool and beanbags. To be a bachelor for a weekend is fine...but a bed with just me in it sucks. No matter how much I sometimes feel trapped at home and not able to do what I want to do, the occasional weekend away shows me that I've actually got things pretty good.
It was hard dropping my son of at daycare Wednesday and knowing I wouldn't see him until Saturday. And hard saying goodbye to my wife when she left for work, for the same reason. It's nice having the occasional weekend off...I can't remember the last time before this that I was able to actually sleep in, with no one to wake me up!
But honestly, given the choice, I'd rather wake up to "Pancakes, Daddy?"
I got back from a bar about an hour and a half ago. I was there with my brothers, their wives/girlfriends, and my sister in law and soon to be brother in law. We played darts, pool, and beanbags. I won our first game of darts with three bullseyes in a row, and our second one by a hair with another bullseye. It was, quite frankly, epic.
What I realized around midnight is that, though it's fun once in a while, I really don't miss this. I don't miss going out and drinking every weekend night at a bar. What I miss is my son and my wife. I enjoy spending time with my brothers. I like playing darts and pool and beanbags. To be a bachelor for a weekend is fine...but a bed with just me in it sucks. No matter how much I sometimes feel trapped at home and not able to do what I want to do, the occasional weekend away shows me that I've actually got things pretty good.
It was hard dropping my son of at daycare Wednesday and knowing I wouldn't see him until Saturday. And hard saying goodbye to my wife when she left for work, for the same reason. It's nice having the occasional weekend off...I can't remember the last time before this that I was able to actually sleep in, with no one to wake me up!
But honestly, given the choice, I'd rather wake up to "Pancakes, Daddy?"
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