Remote Control
The kids are in bed. The kitchen is clean. Backpacks are ready for the next day. And it’s finally time for Hubby & I to chill. We plunk ourselves into bed, grab the remote, turn on the tv…and then it starts.
On Mondays and Tuesdays (24 and RH nights), we’re good because we both like those shows (ok, I’m almost certain that I’m in trouble for divulging that little tidbit). But, any other day of the week it’s a battle as to who gets to choose what to watch. Usually whoever wins agrees to flip to the loser’s show during commercial breaks. But neither is us is 100% happy in that situation. Tonight I had to badger and lobby to convince him that we had to watch Top Chef. But I know that little “favor” is gonna come back to bite me smack in the middle of NBA Playoff season. Do y’all have a tv-sharing system that works?
Oh and we’re committed tv junkies, so don’t bother suggesting that we do something cerebral like read or play Scrabble. Because, really who are we kidding?
