For those of you who don't live with a sports obsessed man, let me enlighten you to the fact that this weekend is the NFL Draft. For The Boyfriend, this is basically like a bar mitzvah, Christmas morning, and finding a forgotten $20 bill in a jacket pocket all rolled into one.
To put it into further perspective, the NFL draft to him is like me finding out about a used bookstore going out of business sale, or finding that hard-to-find, out-of-print book at the UBS where the owner is only selling it for $2 because they have no idea how much money they could make off of it on eBay.
Yeah, it's like that.
I'll be able to count on a couple of things this weekend. 1) He's going to want some sort of snack-like item for meals. I foresee the demand for nachos and/or tacos. And 2) A lot of uninterrupted "alone time" for Wendy where he's not yelling from the other room, "Hey whatcha doing?" every 15 minutes.
The plan is to do the usual drudgery that marks my weekend (hello, laundry! hello, toilet brush!), maybe a bookstore run, and I really, really want to get some reading done. Seriously. I'm about ready to tear my fingernails out if I don't get more than one hour of uninterrupted reading time. My TBR pile, and a special project I'm working on, are screaming at me at a couple thousand decibels.
So, anyone else going to be a football widow this weekend? If so, any exciting plans?