Now entering Hobbit Mode

The other day I asked my husband when he was going on his work trip. He said, "Why?" I told him I just wanted to know, but I could tell he felt suspicious cause I normally never ask him about his work. He said, "Why do you want to know?" So finally I just told him: "Cause when you leave, I want to spend the entire weekend drinking wine and playing video games." Sometimes I get in these moods where I don't want to do anything. I don't want to go anywhere, I don't want to study anything, I don't want to exercise, I don't want to read, I don't want to do anything that would enrich my life in a positive way. I only want to partake in pure unadulterated pleasure, beach myself on the nearest couch, and do nothing. Just crawl into my little home (or apartment) and not come out for a while. I feel like this is harder when you're married. I'm never alone, and sometimes I have these moments where I crave alone time and my own space to do weird Hobbity shit in. So anyway, he went away for the…