Quiet day. My wife left early morning to go Disney's. For four full days. She's taking the granma role seriously.

I'm sacrificing in solitude. Eating and drinking whatever the hell I want.
The house is already a mess. It took me about four hours thought.
I don't have to pick up anything. I don't have to dress in other than underwear.
No shaving, TG I go to the pool several times a day. Otherwise, no bathing.

Nobody to tell me to go to bed. "It's late". She says. "For who?". Not for me.
The night is very young. I have places to go and people to see. Dancing. Naked. Hehe.

Let's see if I can survive this tortuous situation she has left me in.