Evenings at home

This week has been a kind of crazy week at work, and I'm really enjoying my evening tonight. Oddly enough, I think I'm enjoying almost more because Mike isn't here. I usually pine away for my husband when he isn't gone, but I think I'm enjoying a bit of solitude. I've mostly just putzed around tonight, cleaning the bathroom, watching some Office, washing some clothes, stalking people on Facebook, and just in general relaxing. I can do all those things while Mike is here, but sometimes it makes me feel guilty that he always seems so busy, and I definitely like my downtime.

Mike's job is going well, but he is working a lot of hours. At least 10 every weekday, and sometimes more. I think that 50 hours isn't ridiculous, but when it starts climbing to 60 and 70 I start feeling a bit resentful. Maybe I should go be his secretary, and then we can see each other even when work gets out of control. Hmmm, now I just have to convince his boss that he needs a secretary...

I think it is time for me to learn to play the flute. I've always wanted to learn, but I've never even picked one up. I learned to play the McDonald's theme song on a recorder at a very young age, so I'm sure that the flute wouldn't be out of the question. Ha, who am I kidding. I barely even practice the piano anymore, so why do I think I would actually practice a real instrument?

Okay, I'm going to go putz some more now. And maybe I'll start posting on here more often again. The need to channel my thoughts definitely comes and goes, but I guess I like being able to post it on the internet. I'm kinda glad not a lot of people read it, I don't feel the need to censor myself too much. Yay.