Local Vacation

The Big KL has survived an entire week without adult supervision. Wifey has taken a well-deserved vacation in Cabo San Lucas, with three of her girl friends. I have had my own vacation at home. No longer was it necessary to make the bed or wash the dishes or wait until late night to play video games! I can drink on any night of the week and wake up with a hangover and my clothes from the night before on the floor. It's like living in the college dorms without the college.

When I stayed in on Sunday to fend for myself, I got by with a bowl of cereal, a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, and some frozen pasta from Costco for dinner. I haven't eaten a meal at home since. I've had four minor hangovers, and have probably consumed twice my body weight in food and drink.

But The Big KL is no longer the strapping young lad he once was. My body is sore and worn from the late nights. I can't help but think that the money spent frivolously could have been more wisely invested. A sink full of dishes and clothes on the floor isn't as novel of an idea as it used to be.

I've had my fun this past week, but I can't stay in vacation mode for too many days before I'm too tired to make it through a day of work or my liver falls out of my body, whichever comes first. It was fun regressing back to a lifestyle I don't even remember living when I was single. But I am an "adult" now, and I undoubredly have many responsibilities I've accepted as my own a few years ago, when I changed my status on every survey I took to "married." And when my biggest responsibility touches down in NY tonight, I'll have to have all the dishes washed and the clothes folded and put away at home.

Thanks to everyone who kept me company, laughing, and inebriated this past week.