The Mice Will Play
Have you ever heard the saying “when the cats away the mice will play”? Well, my wonderful husband is off to hunting camp this weekend. Jeff leaves tonight and will return on Sunday evening (in theory with venison for the freezer). Well, any perfect housewife would use this time to deep clean the house, maybe wash all the linens, and clean the refrigerator. Let’s all be honest here, I’m a wonderful wife…I just seem to lack the perfect housewife gene. I plan to camp on the couch with the dogs watch endless movies and TV while working on my hand sewing projects. I also have every intention of bringing Pete the rabbit in to snuggle on the couch (which is highly frowned upon). Jeff may ask, “Where did all the grey hair on the couch come from?” I will of course deny I have any knowledge of any rabbits inside the house. So I will raise my glass of wine to all the other wonderwifes of hunters alone during deer season weekends. I encourage all you ladies to take this opportunity to do something wonderful for yourselves!