Down Time

Tim worked at Great lakes yesterday and today, thus making his commute home a little over an hour- no big since he was able to leave early.
Upon his arrival home yesterday at 5pm Tim told me he needed a "little down time", to "unwind a bit" before he could "deal" with the children.
What the fuck was his car ride home?
Was it not quiet? Was he not allowed to listen to the radio station of his choosing (which, I am going to guess, is not "Kids Stuff")? Was he not allowed to unwind in the car? Was there no one there that needed to be fed, played with, changed, entertained? Did he have a beverage that had no one's hands in it?
That to me sounds a little like unwinding if you ask me.

I am sure that providing for a wife and two children is kinda stressful, but if Tim took it any easier he would be dead. I am not going to be petty and talk about all the things he doesn't do (load/unload the dishwasher, mow the lawn, clean the toilet)-o.k., maybe I am, but come on, I am right here, right?

Let's talk about why we didn't leave the house yesterday...Global Warming. What the fuck is with this heat. We can do nothing outside because the baby will get heat stroke, and if she doesn't she is going to sweat off a few pounds which, contrary to popular belief, would not be a good thing. Abby is outside for 5 minutes and tells me she has to go potty so she can get back into the AC. Our usual at home activities no longer are fun, and we can't even default to baking because I have banned the stove from being turned on until this heat wave breaks. The mall playlands that we used to frequent are so clogged with other people's undisciplined children that they are not even fun, and the thought of the pool makes me want to die. I need a vacation from summer vacation.

I would even settle for a little down time.