Today has been a day for me. P has drill this weekend which usually makes me sad because he's gone the whole week and then gone the whole weekend. This time I plan to get some stuff done for myself.
I faced one of my unspoken fears today. I ate at a restaurant by myself. I'm used to eating by myself. I'm married to a guy who works the swing shift. But, I actually went to Memphis Pizza Cafe, ordered myself a pizza and a beer, and sat there and enjoyed my meal. It was a lot more empowering than I thought it would be. I'll admit. I fidgeted for a while at first. Going out to eat alone isn't something I do. That was step one in my "stuff for me" weekend.
Tomorrow I plan to paint furniture. Hopefully, I'll get my dresser and the living room end tables repainted before P gets home. This could involve me having to use a sander. This could get ugly! But I want to do this. I want to know that I am able to do this.
Sunday afternoon and evening is obviously devoted to football. I'm proud of the fact that I can and would watch this game even if I wasn't married to a football fan. I'm proud when he tells me that I know more about football than he does. I think it's funny when we sit on the couch in our pajamas and discuss the stats for different players and team records.
Maybe I can convince P to buy me a bottle of wine on his way home...that would be swell.
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