My husband has been unemployed for about a month now. Every year he has
a "hiatus" for a few months while writers can write new tv shows. Even
after 14 years of knowing this time of the year will come, I still have
a hard time adjusting to these few months because I am used to him
being at work 15 hours a day and me being on my own schedule while I
work from home. My routine is totally not my routine anymore. I feel
out of order.
It's during hiatus that I am always reminded of the same thing that I need to remember when it is not hiatus:
I don't really eat that much*. After 30 days of breakfast, lunch, and dinner I feel gross. When I am alone, meals aren't really meals. I know I have said it before, but it's happening again. Men don't really like a bowl of popcorn and a peanut butter cup for dinner. The popcorn and peanut butter cup have fewer calories than real food men like to eat. [Even odder: Quiche has a lot of calories and fat and real men don't eat that.]
And, since my husband is home while I am working from home, I seem to be working less. Hmmm. Funny how that happens, isn't it? Eating more and working less. He goes to the gym every day in between all huge meals. He's lost weight and is getting even more fit. I am getting fatter and squishier. WTF?
Marriage is so not fair.
*I just eat often and it's often just chocolate.
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