I came home a little later tonight as I had a hair appointment.
As soon as I walked in Hubby pounced! (NO! Get your minds out of the gutter - I know I share alot but do you really think I'd share that!)
He began to talk to me incessantly. I mean really - NON-STOP! I hadn't even taken my coat off yet.
Because school is still closed (and will be again tomorrow) - so Man-Child took off to a buddy's house (not that I blame him) for the night.
This means Hubby came home to an empty house - with no one to talk to - until I walked in. Have I mentioned he's uber-social? He likes to be around people. He likes talking, talking and more talking.
I love him, I do! And I do enjoy talking to him - but really?
I'm sitting in front of the computer - typing away. It's obvious that I am busy. Leave me alone!!! Besides, the topics he wants to discuss? We've discussed at least a thousand times (seriously). This isn't new and interesting.
Usually when Man-Child is here - I am pretty much invisible (this is what happens when you are the only female in a testosterone-filled home). I've gotten used to this over the years. It's fine; really. Because I can do whatever I want without being bothered. I can read, blog, obsessively re-organize my closet - whatever. They don't care (as long as they aren't being involved).
So to be accosted in this fashion? Very annoying.
He's finally settled in front of the television - snoring away.
Ahhh - bliss!
But what does this mean for our retirement years????
Actually, upon reflection, I'll probably be a much better blogger and commenter - 'cause once he's out in front of the tv - there are absolutely NO interruptions!