Pardon my whinging, here... but if I had a social life, I doubt I'd be on LJ at 9:30pm on a summer Saturday night. Nothing to do otherwise, other than (as suggested by patgreene) fold laundry. Sigh.
um... sounds like all the cool people are folding laundry and sorting sox tonite. I know I am. :) There is nothing all that sacred about Saturday night, is there?
I suppose that we're culturally used to Saturday being the night to be social and to go out... tied to old workweek patterns (people got paid cash at the end of the week, which used to end Saturday noon) as well as the notion that one was supposed to be well-behaved on Sunday (and repent then for what one had done the night before, perhaps ;).
Four loads all folded and put away here... but there's another basket full of socks.
Actually, there was a tug-of-war internally here... I wanted to go to a BBQ/hot tub gathering (see mactavish's comment), Pat didn't want to go out anywhere (she's much more of a homebody and introvert than I've become over time), so stalemate. Hence laundry... but I'm glad to virtually share the task with you all (smile).
If I were in your situation, I would just start going places without patgreene. That way she gets the at-home time she needs and you get the social stuff you need.
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Date: 2003-08-16 11:02 pm (UTC)I know I am.
:)
There is nothing all that sacred about Saturday night, is there?
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Date: 2003-08-16 11:04 pm (UTC)And Meat Loaf wonders whatever happened to it.
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Date: 2003-08-16 11:13 pm (UTC)Four loads all folded and put away here... but there's another basket full of socks.
Actually, there was a tug-of-war internally here... I wanted to go to a BBQ/hot tub gathering (see
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