FFFC

jazzyag

McAllie5:

tamnate:

DH is out of town.  Yesterday I made a box of Ghirardelli double chocolate chip brownies, and today I ate the last one.  I don't even want to do the math on those calories. 

I, too, have been in this situation. Usually it's like "look, honey, I made you some brownies!"

-He has one when they're warm and gooey-

-I eat the rest over the next day or so-

-He comes back for his second brownie, finds the pan empty, and I'm the one who is shocked because I didn't realize he had only had one-

*hangs head in shame* 

ummm this is what happens almost every time that I bake

muttpups

tlxh7:

I hate being home alone (or with just me and Lila) overnight.  HATE!  If I know DH is going to be gone, I randomly burst into tears for a few days before he leaves.  Every noise is something terrible - a burglar, a rapist, a murderer.  I typically have to fall asleep while watching TV, usually around 1am (I usually go to bed by 11pm), and sleep fitfully all night.  I have to sleep with lights on, too.  I am just a giant baby.  Thankfully, we now live in a really safe neighborhood, and DH only goes away a few nights a year.  I hope my kids aren't' like this.

Are you sure I didn't write this!?! Honest to God, this is almost exactly me. I absolutely hate when DH is gone for the night too. I turn into a neurotic nutcase. I lock the regular lock, dead bolt, and the chain one. I even lock my bedroom door. Somehow it all makes me feel better, even though, if a burglar, rapist, or murderer really wanted to get to me, they'd find a way. DH thinks that I think highly of myself since I think they're "after me". lol

 We also moved to a safe neighborhood and have only been here for a week, but already I feel a lot safer (although, I'm sure I'll still be locking every single lock I can find in this house.

 Okay, I feel better knowing that I'm not the only one!