Unwitting Bachelor for a Week
June 10, 2005It's funny how I've gradually entered this underground society of middle-aged family men unbeknownst to me. There are rituals that I have started to note. One is the mandatory bachelor week. Every summer as soon as school let's out I join the ranks of other American husbands and fathers who wave goodbye to their families as they pull out of the driveway, headed to the beach, to the grandparents or other destinations.
Because we have so little vacation time, we must conserve -- take one for the team and stay home to earn while the rest of the family goes off to play. It's a strange thing to be in your house without the usual suspects around. At first it's depressing: you mope around empty rooms picking up things. Then it's liberating: you slam doors, walk around in your underwear, leave dishes in the sink and stay up too late playing music at unreasonable volumes. Finally, it's unsettling: you begin talking to yourself and calling up everyone you know to make any kind of plan that does not involve having to sit in an empty house and pay bills.
I'm doing okay so far, it's day 3 and I'm still in the liberating stage, though I fear the unsettling stage approaching. Fortunately I have a big weekend of playing music ahead of me. Tonight Screen Door has a show at Eddie's Attic - my old stomping ground and I am looking forward to it. We play again tomorrow for a private party. On Wednesday night, my friend Kris came over to track some bass parts for three new songs I've recorded at home and am slowly working towards releasing. He's a really nice fellow and a brilliant player. I'll post some mixes as I get them a bit closer.
For now, I must get back to my stint in temporary bachelordom.
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