We all like to get away, don't we? I know I do.
My wife especially enjoys going to New York City. Well lucky me, she is at the NYC Blog World Conference all week long, and I am so glad. I need some time away from her because there are some very important things that I can only accomplish when she's outta here!
See ya. So long. Adios, senorita!
Now before you women type hang me out to dry, read my list. I'll tell you why I'm glad she's gone.
#1. I'm glad my wife is out of town for the week because she's traveling with her good friend and they are going to have a blast. My wife home educates our four children and we recently finished our school year. She deserves the mother-of-the-year award, but she settled on a week-long trip with a friend. So good for her, she finally gets a break. She'll have fun and I'll have the pleasure of knowing that while I'm pouring liquid plumber she's sipping on a well deserved martini.
#2. When my wife is out of town, I get a better view of what she does. I have no choice. Mom absence means a crash course in time management. I'm doing dishes, starting the oven, switching the laundry, watering the flowers, taking one of the kids here, taking another there, emptying the trash, washing one toilet and plunging the other after our kid's friends come in for a break from the heat. I barely have time for myself. But I am so glad I'm learning these lessons; it wouldn't have happened if she was here.
#3. Another reason I'm glad my wife is in New York is because I'm spending quality time with my kids. The first morning, I woke up 4 hours early to a crying daughter. Her stomach was hurting because she missed her mommy and she knew that I had to go to work that evening. We had to take a few moments and just focus on the good things, on what she was going to do next, and what she was going to do after that. It was good that I was there to help her through the stress. I finally had the chance to realize I'm not near as sensitive as I thought, and that I really only need about two hours of sleep.
#4. When my wife is away I get to cook more. Believe it or not I enjoy cooking. I hate to clean up, but I enjoy making the mess. And since my wife isn't here to kick me out of her kitchen, I get to make the hamburger patties extra thick, and the tater tots extra crispy! Of course, I get the pleasure of learning to do all of this while multi tasking and tweeting and blogging with someone constantly asking for something. But hey, I'm a dad, what could be better?
#5. The best part of sending my wife away on a mini vacation is that I am going to be so glad when she is back. I miss her, and appreciate her so much. And it's times like these that I get to enjoy doing all the things she is excellent at, which just so happens to be all the things I suck at! I'm not usually one to make predictions, but I'm feeling lucky. I have a pretty good feeling that I will be more in love with her than ever when she returns. Not sure if the feeling will be mutual, but so far, I spy a hot date night this weekend. So as long as she doesn't notice the dust bunnies everywhere, the cool-aid stain, the broken vase, and the drapes that caught on fire, I'm sure she'll feel the same way.
But what about you? Does your wife deserve a break? Of course she does! So send her to New York, or the beach, or a bed-n-breakfast. She'll love you for it, and you'll never be happier. After a few short days you'll be familiar with everything you need to know about running your home. Then, when she returns, you can sit back and delegate like a real man. See? Knowledge is power.
Come home soon and safe, sweetie. ~ Jeff