It is amazing how fast a day can go by. The hours just fly away and before I realize it the day is almost over and it turns out I didn't do anything useful. I usually wake up around 9 in the morning, sometimes 8 and start the day.
My darling wife goes off to work, Abigail is fast asleep until 11, so I am all by myself. I am in my robe sitting front of the TV watching the news or sitting by the computer waiting for some interesting subject to write about. Either way I am sitting in my robe, and the hands on clock are moving ahead.
Before I notice it, it is noon and I am still in my robe. Half a day is gone by and not much useful stuff was done. Actually, I think I had a very useful time but it is my warped opinion of myself. My wife looks at it differently (they always do).
But then, at this age what else can I do? There are things to do around the house that I hate to do, but I must. And, I always thought it fair to help her in any which way I can, which I do even if I don't like it.
I try to be a good husband.
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