I have this little fantasy. OK, it’s a big fantasy. So hear me out.
Let’s say for the sake of dreaming big that my novels become such huge hits that neither my husband nor I have to do anything else to earn a living. If that happens, I have decided to make him a kept man!
I know, I know. It’s quite magnanimous of me. And, look, he does like his job. So I’ve had to kind of map it all out to make this offer enticing for him. Here’s my plan for his daily schedule:
8 am: He takes the kids to school and then goes to the gym for two hours.
10:30 a.m.: He returns home to pick up the dog and take her out for two hours of fun and frolicking, which will include throwing tennis balls to her in the ocean. (This dog entertainment is critical and actually is a MASSIVE motivating factor for me in making my books a success!)
12:45 p.m.: He comes home to make me a delicious grilled sandwich for lunch.
1:00-1:30: We dine together and he entertains me with tales of the dog’s escapades.
1:30-3:00: He works on marketing for me.
3:00-5:30: Free time for self-improvement including editing and/or cooking classes.
5:30 p.m.: He makes dinner for the family
This schedule would allow me to write and handle writing-related work from 8:00-2:30 and at 2:30 I’d pick the kids up from school and handle their afternoon activities and homework.
Sigh…it makes me really happy thinking about my husband as a kept man. Someday!!!
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Haha, I love this schedule! Sounds like you’ve got it all figured out. Now you just have to wait for your book to release! : )
I like the way you think, especially the very generous “free time for self-improvement” slot. That’s love!
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LOL I love it. Especially the cooking classes
I’d actually quite like that schedule!
A kept woman has no responsibilities, save for one…
This schedule works for me!!!
And what does hubby say about all this? :~)
Sounds like a brilliant plan. Have you cleared it with him?
My wife tells me she has a similar fantasy, only in hers I’m the dude from the Old Spice commercial, or possibly LeBron James. We only talk about fantasies when we’re mad at my house. =o)
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