I cook. Now those of you that know me, already know what I mean by that. I do 99.9999998% of the cooking in our house, but it's stuff that Mrs. WI and the kids will eat. (that translates to BORING) So when she takes the kids to the beach for a week or so, well, I cook the kind of stuff I like to eat.

I will take my chicken marsala out to the living room and watch the news, and when I'm done...I'll wash the dishes (pots and pans are already done because I clean as I go), then run a load of laundry, iron a shirt for tomorrow, take a shower, then pour a tall scotch and sit down in a comfy pair of boxers to watch a movie that I'd never be able to see with them around. No, you perverts! A MAN'S movie! Stuff with spys, serial killers & cops, guns, high speed chases & yes...perhaps even some boobs! Then I'll go upstairs and play on the laptop for a bit before finally going to sleep.

On the last day, I'll mow the lawn. ha ha

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Though I am different from you,
We were born involved in one another.

For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.

Complete surrender should not just come at moments in which one faces overwhelming odds, but in the calm when it seems one is personally in complete control of one's life.