What’s that, my dear partner? You’re taking the kids out for dinner tonight and handling the grocery shopping? Well, well, my love, it seems that after 13 years together, you still know how to spark my interest. But don’t worry about me feeling lonely this evening; I have plans of my own. Big, indulgent plans that involve me, the sofa, and a whole lot of chocolate. A little three-way, if you catch my drift.
First, I’m going to slowly peel off these jeans that have been hugging me all day. They’re a reminder of the delicious cookies I’ve been snacking on lately, and honestly, it’s starting to annoy me. I’ll leave them on the floor for someone else to deal with.
Next, I’ll grab the biggest spoon I can find and fetch that container of ice cream I’ve cleverly hidden in the back of the freezer. It needs to be just the right softness, after all. I want to enjoy those long, luxurious scoops, creating perfect, luscious balls that are soft on the edges and firm in the middle. Who needs a bowl? Such trivialities just waste my time!
After indulging in my Rocky Road delight, I’ll be buzzing with sugar and ready for some playful mischief. This is when I might just start dancing on the furniture, even though it’s one of the most forbidden acts in our household. Why? Because I like to keep those springs nice and tight, just for me. I’m the one who vacuums the cushions weekly, so I deserve a trampoline moment on the sofa whenever I please.
Once I’m all sweaty from my shenanigans, I’ll have something steamy on my mind: a bath. Yes, a long, hot soak is one of my wildest dreams. I can picture it now — soaking in peace, without the tiny fingers trying to sneak under the door. Just imagining it sends shivers down my spine.
I won’t even glance at the mountains of laundry I’ve been avoiding or the stack of bills cluttering the counter. Nope! I’ll be focusing on something much more enjoyable. After all, sometimes a woman needs to treat herself. I’ll be holding onto my favorite gadget… you know, the one that streams Netflix and has that book I just downloaded and can’t wait to dive into?
So enjoy your evening out with the kids, my love. Don’t worry about me feeling lonely tonight. Take your time. And please, tiptoe when you come home. I’ll likely be lost in my own little world. Oh, and next week, when I take the kids out, feel free to do whatever you wish. I won’t even leave you a honey-do list. Just, please, no jumping on the couch. That beauty is mine.
This article was originally published on July 23, 2016.
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Summary
In this playful narrative, Amanda shares how her partner’s thoughtful gesture of taking the kids out allows her to indulge in her personal fantasies of relaxation, chocolate, and a carefree evening. With humor and a cheeky tone, she highlights the joy of taking time for oneself amid the chaos of family life.