“In four days, my husband will leave for Austria with his son. They are both fond of motorcycles and recently decided to go on a motorcycle holiday with the two of them.
Out of the house
First they drive towards Munich, because that is where the road for motorcyclists in Germany should be: the SudelfeldStrasse. Via this route they continue to the Austrian mountains, where – according to them – one of the most beautiful circuits in the world is located. I think it’s all fine. I don’t care where they go, as long as my husband is out of the house for a while.
Don’t get me wrong, I couldn’t imagine my life without him. I love him very much and after more than fifteen years I am still very happy.
shower rule
We do everything together and regularly go out with friends. But sometimes I also need time for myself. A moment when I don’t have to take anyone else into account and can really be myself.
Without that nagging male voice that says that my shoes shouldn’t be next to the couch and that my keys – which miraculously always get lost – don’t hang on ‘the intended hook’. And without the shower rule: ‘Don’t shower after 10 pm, because then I want to sleep.’
soothing
If I’m being honest, I’m looking forward to the time when he goes on vacation and I have the realm to myself. That I can do what I feel like, without him commenting or having a ‘better’ option.
For example, that I can leave my keys on the table and leave the vacuum cleaner in the middle of the room until I feel like putting it away myself. Don’t think I’m a slob, but a week or two without him is just so soothing.
Curfew
Still, it will feel empty in the house when he’s gone. I think, when it comes down to it, I’m going to miss him too. Especially when I am eating alone at the table or lying alone in bed at night. But other than that, I can’t help but jump at the idea that I’ll be without my husband for two weeks.
Then I invite my friends over for a nice chat over a good glass of wine. Delicious! We can keep that up for hours and it always ends up being much later than my husband’s ‘curfew’ anyway.
Caramel sea salt
But I start my first evening alone, lying on the couch with a big cup of tea and a big chunk of caramel sea salt chocolate, and not that one frugal piece of dark cocoa he always hands me.
Then I put on a real women’s movie and afterwards I take a nice long warm shower, without feeling guilty. I might even take a bath!
snoring
And the next morning I get out of bed in a good night’s sleep, because I haven’t been bothered by a snoring man next to me. I really can’t wait for him to finally get on that bike and drive down the street. I’m already counting down in my head.
I’m sure these two weeks will do me a lot of good and I’m really going to take it. Or am I a bad wife to look forward to my husband’s departure?”
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