My husband and his high school buddies organized a Zoom conference call for Friday evening. We made sure that we ate dinner earlier than normal so he’d be ready for the call. Now I mistakenly thought that wives would be invited, at least for the beginning of the call, you know just to say hi and update folks on their kids, that kind of thing. Oh no, wives were not invited. I guess I might have been the only wife that was still awake when the Zoom was going on. Maybe that’s why they picked the time!
So I let my husband chat with his friends and took my book into the living room. But, boy are they loud when they get on Zoom! Amd quite honestly, listening to them might have been more interesting than the book I am currently reading. The insults they throw at each other! The filthy language! The gossiping! It was like watching a bunch of old ladies at a church picnic!
And boy, could they chat! My husband always says that I’m a talker — these 5 guys started at 8:30 p.m. and my husband didn’t come into the bedrom until almost 1:30 a.m.! And they were chatting and laughing the whole time — I could hear them from the kitchen after I had gone to bed!
Good for them — I don’t keep in touch really with any high school friends, so I am a little envious that he has these relationships after almost 30 years (OMG — are we really that old?!?).
So my husband tries to be quiet when he finally comes into the bedroom (I went to bed about 11:30 p.m.). He takes his contacts out and brushes his teeth in our bathroom (he’s trying to be quiet, but he’s not a quiet man), but he turned the light off in the bathroom before he turned on his bedside lamp — and then he trips over the TV stand because there were no lights on! Sigh. I am happy that he had fun on his Zoom call, but now I am awake…
Notes from a Self Quarantine 