On the front page of our local paper a few days ago there was a story about a swingers club that was busted. Some guy was hosting sex parties in a retired Knights of Columbus lodge (I bet the K of C love that). Christine and I were talking about it at work. We both agreed it was not for us. I know this sounds judgey but “Yuck.”  I also shared with her that “I am actually looking for more alone time, away from people. Not more people.” Especially ones you might have to make happy. I don’t know, maybe the members of this club had too much alone time.

Today, I have 2 ½ hours to myself! (Single parents, families that have to walk ten miles to get water and all armed forces personnel have every reason to hate me). If I found myself with alone time in the old days, before Thorin, I would have cleaned the entire apartment – and, then allowed myself some down time reading trash magazines. Like a big freaking reward or something. But, I am smart enough to know now that anything can happen so first read the trash and then clean.

I will stop writing shortly to lay on the couch for at least 45 minutes. I will be reading the Star magazine I bought (Finally, poor, rejected, Jennifer Aniston may have got re-married!) and GQ (the rock edition with Eminem, Keith Richards and Lil Wayne on the cover!).

Unrelated tip for girls – buy men’s magazines! Women’s magazines are all about how much of a loser you are – lose weight, dress better, fix men, exercise, what do men really want, be a better mom, how to keep your husband out of sex clubs, etc, etc, etc. Shut up, already! Men’s magazines tend to be about doing cool stuff – like hangin’ with Keith Richards.

Do I miss alone time? Yes, I miss it very, very much. Would I change anything? Not on your life.