Solo Survival
Over a 48-hour period last week, I discovered something very important. I can get along just fine without my wife.
That does not mean that I want to get rid of her or think taking care of our daughter alone is easy. All I’m saying is that I can do it.
Maria went away for work for a couple of days last week. Actually, she went to Las Vegas without me, but my complaints about that are another topic for another time.
Because of her trip, I took a little time off of work so I could play Mr. Mom. I know two days cannot compare to taking over the job full time. I just know I would rock the socks off the whole single Dad thing.
Not that I want to find out or anything.