Am I a Slob?


My husband left town Saturday and won't be back until Thursday. He rarely takes long business trips, and this is a new experience for me.

No kids at home, just me and the dog. I told him one of my goals while he was gone was to not kill the dog. I think that worried him until I explained that I didn't want to get so absorbed in writing that I'd forget to take Heinz out or feed him. (Trust me, that would never happen.)


But this is what happened. I've not picked up after myself like I do when he's home. I've not made the bed, yet.
I do have an excuse. Ready for this? His plane was delayed because of bad weather, and they finally took off between two systems and were trying to get to Florida before it got bad again.

How's a wife supposed to sleep with that going on? Tim's flight was supposed to take off around 5:00 and arrive around seven. He arrived to his destination at 1:30 a.m. So on Sunday, I overslept. And I had to work.

Once I laughed at my dad when he said he needed to wash all of his dirty dishes before my mother got back home from a DAR convention in Washington, D.C.



But I kinda get it now. If nobody else is around to see, and it's just a little thing, why waste the energy?

So what do you think? Am I a slob?

It'll be better when he gets home, and I'll even have the bed made.



This is a picture of my mom and Tim. Do you think they're discussing Dad and me?