Lorir321's Journal, 31 August 2007

Yesterday, as I made my way home from the gym, I was thinking about what I wanted to have for dinner. I looked at the clock and I knew I would be home around 7pm. My day is full and after work, I battle the traffic get to the gym, workout for 40 to 60 minutes and then drive another 25 minutes home. As I sat there driving, the thought of starting to cook something at 7:15 pm (thats after a quick shower and letting the dog out)started to wear on me. Do I want to wait until the oven is 450 degrees so that I can have roasted veggies? Do I want to start cutting up the chicken, putting it into a skillet or grill, and then cooking? Do I want to thaw out some frozen green beans just to eat a few bites. No. I know some might do alot the night before, but after I eat dinner, clean up and then make my lunch for tomorrow, its now 9pm and frankly I'm tired. I crawl into bed and just relax. I don't really want to deal with any more meals if you get my drift. So I decided that what I really really want is...a wife. Yes, you heard it here first. I want a wife. I want someone who will have dinner ready or at least warm until I get home from the gym. The dog has already been taken out, the decisions about dinner have been planned and all I have to do is take a shower and sit down to eat. Sounds sexist? Not at all. My sister does this for her husband every day unless they go out and I would do it too if I wasn't working...I just think if you have someone in the house who isn't working they certainly can have dinner ready when you get home. I know I did when I didn't work. So male/female...at this point I don't care. I just think a wife would make better food...trust me...I've never had a BF or husband who could cook worth a damn...so its a wife for me!

And just think of all the fashion tips I'll get too! Win win.