After I got home from yoga Tuesday morning, I almost turned on the TV.
I always turn on the TV in the mornings to get the local news (really, I just want the weather). Instead, I turned on my bedside radio alarm clock to the local NPR station and listened to the local news, the weather and the traffic. Nice!
It was a weird day at work, so I went to Coco Sala, one of my favorite little spots in D.C., to unwind. They just updated their menu (found out on Twitter!). A sweet potato gnocchi and white chocolate coffee mousse later, I went home with a full belly and headed straight for my laptop. I turned on Pandora to have some noise while I plaited my hair.
I washed the dishes.
I adjusted my 401k allocations while making weekend plans with Single Ma and otherwise chatting with peeps on Twitter.
Normally, I would have turned on the TV while doing my hair, then watched an episode (or two, or three) of the Simpsons on DVD THEN did something productive.
I missed my boo, so I invited him over. Here is our conversation via text message:
DH: Want to come over later? I must warn you, I am on a three day TV fast.
DH: Wanted to see what I would accomplish or just what I'd do differently without watching TV. Me and some other girls are doing it and we're going to blog about it.
Guy: Yeah so, I can't watch TV?
Guy: I don't know.
DH: We can do lots of things. Just no TV.
Guy: (No Response)
Really?! This is the same dude who just the night before was telling me how he loves being with me, wants to be near me all the time, can't wait to see me, on and on. I tell him no TV and I get crickets. I'd be insulted if I didn't think it was so funny! He is a junky! When we come home from going to a movie, before he takes of his coat or his shoes, he'll turn on the TV. We just watched a movie! Give your brain some time! Nope. "You don't want to talk to me?" I ask. "Huh?" he says. Brother.
At about 9:30, I took a shower.
I started my slow cooker to make oatmeal overnight for breakfast.
I checked my e-mail.
At 10 I called my best girlfriend in NYC. At 11, I went to sleep.
That's about two hours earlier than usual. And what do I normally do those two hours? I watch TV!