What happens to your old hobbies? They vanish as you and your spouse both envision strangling each other – but don’t. The above picture is of my wife in her natural habitat – the bath. To pacify her in this time of emotional tyranny, I gave her ice cream and let her chow down right out of the container. I even promised not to make fun of her for it – a promise I’ve somewhat kept. She even had her phone to scroll through Facebook. I used this precious and rare time to play my current favorite game...
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