Wednesday, April 11, 2007

Abandoned behaviour

The abandoned in the title doesn't refer to unrestrained or wild 'n crazy actions. I haven't turned into some drunken floozy or anything, dancing around in my underwear, singing karaoke while sculling bourbon straight from the bottle. Although that sounds like it might be fun. *ahem* It's just that once again Bike Boy has flown off to that sparkling centre of intellectual scintillation, our great national capital, and abandoned me here all alone... well, OK, with 3 kids in the house, so not actually alone, but you know what I mean.

Yeah, he's travelling for work AGAIN. And when he temporarily disappears from my life, it's like this weird switch in my brain flicks on and I simply cannot help getting out of my normal routine. I stay up late, I sleep in, I watch TV (I really, truly hardly ever do that), I let the dishes pile up, and ignore a whole heap of other things I should be doing. I also begin to have strange thoughts about food - like ice cream suddenly seems like a perfectly sane thing to have. For dinner. What the hell is that about? *sigh*

He's gone till Friday night. Oh crap.


Chris H said...

I can understand that totally! When Stew is away I go nuts.. eat too much etc etc. It's cos we use our men as our "Police" in the house, we can't be naughty with them watching can we! Hell, I even start heading towards the pantry when Stew heads off upstairs in the evening for his workout! Derrrrr... hang in there, friday is nearly here.

LizN said...

I had a good laugh when I read your post today. Baked beans on toast becomes our dinner staple when DH is away as well as cereal for lunch and all sorts of evil scenarios. Enjoy!


Sara said...

Maybe you need to make the acquaintance of a masseur called 'Raoull' to keep you occupied? ;)

Kek said...

Cereal for lunch, Liz? Phew, I don't feel so bad now.

Chris, it's not so much a policing thing - actually, on the rare occasions that he comments on my diet.... or even looks like he might... I get all pissy about it. It's more a case of old, bad habits - I got fat when he was absent a lot and food became my comfort, entertainment, companion, reward and consolation. I suppose it kind of filled up a gap in my life.

So the questions is: if I understand how my crazy brain works, how come I can't control it too well?

Sara, I think you better send Raoul over - pronto! I feel the need....

Cherub said...

Sounds just like me when my husband goes away. My downfall at dinnertime is Muesli - I love it.

In fact it is the only food I still weigh everytime I have it, otherwise the portion sizes increase to huge.


ps I did it!

Kek said...

Claire, nice to see you here!

linda said...

Know just what you mean kerryn. My husband is away tonight and here I am blogging away with my eyes falling out and the thought that I do have to get up in the morning!!!

MTB Girl said...

Hey Kek, I tried to post the other day, but no luck.

Maybe you need some extra new habits for when he is away? You need to replace the eating with something else - is there something you enjoy that you can save to do whenever BikeBoy is away? To me it seems like you have a bit of a void when he is away, and you are falling back on the old habits to fill that, so you need something new to fill the void.

Oh, and it is Friday - you only need to get through today now! You can do it.

ms_attitude said...

Oh Kek, I hear you loud and clear. It's totally bizarre behaviour! At least I don't feel like I'm alone - I thought it was just me. Having given up the dreaded cancer sticks (and husband was always on at me about it) when he would go away, I would turn into a chain smoking lunatic, who also would buy large blocks of chocolate. It was like the renegade in me was coming to the fore, as if to say ha! I am in control of my life (but, as we all know THAT is not control!). The exact opposite. Husband was away for one night and I had a fleeting thought of cigarettes the other night - thankfully these thoughts are becoming less and less....and I'm not acting on them.
Mmmmmm... Raoul sounds fabulous, daahlink. :-)

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