worries

Now that Charles is done with The Bar and all things law related I've grown a bit worried.  I've grown accustomed to living by myself in the last year and a half.  I've become set in my ways.  I have many a couple of shows I must would like to watch and I've haven't really had to share the t.v. in over a year and a half.  I made not too great meals for my self.

I think there may be some tension in the Elsea household over the next few weeks as my shows begin to come back.  I'm quite sure Charles isn't going to want to watch Gossip Girl; Greek; and Diner's, Drive In's, and Dives on Mondays, The Duggers (ok, he does enjoy them sometimes) on Tuesdays, or Man v. Food on Wednesdays.  Not to mention the daily shows I catch after work: Ina and Rachael Ray. Plus college basketball is coming back on and I'm a sucker for college hoops.

Having him home every night also means I'm going to have to start cooking real meals.  Plain pasta or a skillet meal or just wheat berries or tagging along with my parents for dinner isn't going to cut it.  I do have a handful of dishes I'd whip up when he would be home for dinner, but I think after a few weeks he's going to grow tired of having the same thing every forth night (I'd probably be fine).  It's a good thing I recently subscribed to Rachael Ray's magazine.

We're going to have to figure something out.  I think I'm going to have to learn how to share (and cook) again.  Or maybe just lock myself in the office with my old t.v. from college and tell Charles to order a pizza while I eat my wheat berries.