My husband went away a few days ago. He will be gone for close to two weeks. I used to look forward to these alone times, it was more me time, !waning more time to drink.
One of my favorite pass times when I was drinking was watching bad television and really bad girly movies. I loved sitting in front of the 52 inch television, in the dark watching Hoarders or RHONY, or anything that was utterly and completely mindless.
I have seen every Bring It On, Mean Girls, and every Cameron Diaz movie. (She gets paid for that?)
I relished my time sipping, pausing, refilling and watching. It was even better when I was home alone and could do it in the comfort of my bed. Although there was a lot more pause time with trips from the bedroom to the refrigerator in the kitchen for a refill.
So, I was thrown off a bit on my first night alone. I climbed into bed, hooked the laptop to the Roku and began the search for the latest mind numbing teenage flick. Absolutely nothing appealed to me. I had no desire to watch the new Veronica Mars movie, not Bad Teacher, no Hoarders buried alive marathon. What the heck was happening?
Being sober has made bad television and cheesy movies no longer interesting. My carefully planned marathon of girly movies was no longer appealing.
I flipped up and down the guide, searched through the Roku, looked on the laptop,nothing.
The sober voice in my head kept saying, hey, you are reading a really good book, why don’t you just go finish that?
I have read every night he has been gone. I haven’t watched a minute of television in the evenings.
I guess bad television is just bad when you are sober. I had a bit of nostalgia for my of ways the first night. I actually really wanted to get a bottle of wine and watch all of the Bring It On movies back to back.
But I wanted my sober streak more. I have more back to back sober days than there are Bring It On movies, and they are more important. Just a other change to adapt to.
He has been gone five nights and I have read two books, and just downloaded a new one.