Back to work after a long vacation. Things were very quiet and cold there. Need a space heater to keep my feet warm.

Kathy is mad at me because I asked about going out with the guys on Friday night. I called Teddy back and told him that Friday wouldn’t be a good night because it is Kathy and my only weekend night. I think she thinks I’m going, though.

I don’t know that she cares about being with me so much on that particular night. It’s just the thought of me going out having fun with the guys while she sits at home with the kids makes her spit nails. So we’ll sit at home together Friday with the kids, and there’s a chance that she’ll be talking to me by then.

Going out with the guys isn’t such a big deal. I’d much rather do something with Kathy. She just spits nails too fast.

I could tell I was in trouble when I got home. She didn’t look at me, and she was playing Chinese Checkers, Cowboys and Indians, and building puzzles with the kids. All in my first 30 minutes of being home. And she was using her extra friendly voice with them. This is important to contrast the silent voice she was using with me.

I told Teddy that I was booked up through most of 1991 and possibly the rest of the nineties. Actually, I think when Kathy starts working, things will improve. We will have a whole weekend together. We won’t feel so guilty about spending some money to go out more often. That way if I want to go out with the guys once or twice a year, it won’t be the same amount of times that Kathy and I have gone out for the year. That could be the heart of the matter. You shouldn’t go out more with the guys that you do with your girl.

Kids are in bed, and things are kind of quiet and cold at home tonight, too.

9:33:14 PM