Wednesday, March 2, 2011

Someone's Video Games Are About To Be In Alphabetical Order. In The Closet.

Joe is back in New York for tonight and tomorrow to help his dad move.  And probably to spoon and french with his buddies after 2 1/2 long, unbearable weeks apart.  Joseph is a New Yorker through and through.  He's lived his whole life in the same 40 mile radius and lived in the same condo for the last 11 years and had the same best friends since high school who he would see almost every day.  The man hates change and loves New York pretty much equally.  Getting him to agree to move three hours to the left was like asking him to move to Antarctica and never look back.  When we finally set the date, he asked if we could postpone it so he could enjoy one last Superbowl with his friends.  Because he'll never see them again, you see, and also, we probably don't even have football in Pennsylvania.  It is a strange and mystical land.  A land where none of his friends live and you can't get the YES network.  But he's here now because losing me "is not an option."  He loves me more than New York.  It's the most romantic thing he's ever implied.

So he's having an affair tonight with his first love and I am polishing off the remainder of a bottle of wine that was used the other night for chicken piccata, while nibbling at a stick of sharp cheddar cheese.  It's very classy.  For a girl that loves to be alone, I'm a little uncomfortable with how unsettled I already am to be by myself.  I kind of miss him and don't want to sleep in an empty bed.  Especially since he's probably going to sleep in a man cuddle surrounded by empty beer bottles lulled to sleep by the sounds of a rerun Yankee game clutching a toy Statue of Liberty and wearing an "I heart NY" T-shirt.  This is unacceptable.  Who is this girl? 

I'm going to have more wine and more cheese and sleep in the middle of the bed.  Probably clutching a wine bottle surrounded by cheese lulled to sleep by Will & Grace reruns and wearing very unsexy but crazy comfortable sweatpants.  Or maybe I'll take this opportunity to put all his stuff away in a fashion I deem presentable.  Bingo.

1 comments:

Kristin said...

"Especially since he's probably going to sleep in a man cuddle surrounded by empty beer bottles lulled to sleep by the sounds of a rerun Yankee game clutching a toy Statute of Liberty and wearing an "I heart NY" T-shirt."

You are too funny! I just love this.