Home Alone

A dad’s wild weekend while his family’s away.

When my wife told me I’d have the house to myself this weekend, I gleefully started making plans. While she took our boys to visit her folks, I’d take advantage of my time alone to do something crazy — something I’ve never done before:

I’d try to unclog my bathtub drain.

And while I was at it, I decided to mow the lawn, get a haircut and also balance the family checkbook.

Those plans sounded pretty hilarious to a coworker who learned I was playing bachelor for the weekend. I insisted that I’d do fun stuff too, telling him I planned to spend a few hours in my basement playing a decade-old video game called Metal Gear Solid on my brother’s old PlayStation. (For some reason, that didn’t stop the guffaws.)

I guess I’ve never been wild or crazy. Even in college I usually preferred to stay in my dorm and with some video games instead of going out and partying. Besides, these days I need to keep my mind busy while my family’s out of town, because otherwise I tend to go nuts missing them.

But I also realized my coworker was right. I needed to get out of the house, do something fun — something to break out of my mundane routine. I dashed to the car and drove across town.

And then I spent two hours hiking through beautiful woods while playing nine holes of disc golf. By myself.

Yep — for a married father of two, I guess I’m pretty good at this whole “bachelor” thing.

Article © 2007 by Michael Duck