I don’t have the words to express how much this someecards speaks about my soul.
I’m tense because I have too much recorded TV to watch.
I live for seeing teeny red light lit on the front the DVR then having that 2-3 second pause after pressing the “list” button on the remote before showing me the glory of what’s waiting for me.
Real Housewives of Somewhere, The Good Wife, Real Housewives of Somewhere Else, 5 new House Hunters International, this week’s HBO documentary, and a new MTV’s True Life all await me.
When the children are at school, the husband is at work, and the DVR is ready, it’s the best feeling in the world, save for kid birthing, spouse marrying, and the like.
But the anxiety of wondering if will I have the time to watch it all before my time alone is over?
There’s nothing better.