I’m quite possibly the worst person to watch television with. Or at least I’ve become the worst.
After the day job, my freelance work kicks in. I usually work sitting on the floor while Sade lays on the couch.
We’ll be watching a show..ok Sade’s watching and I’m partially watching but mostly working but I’ll be able to tell when something important happens in the plot of an episode.
It’s at that point I’ll ask Sade to interpret what happened since I’ve been too busy staring at code to really pay attention.
“Wait, sorry, why did the guy throw the live chicken at the nun?
She’ll patiently reach over to the control and pause it, give me the short version to update me, I’ll say “Ah”, and she’ll continue.
A few minutes later:
“Wait, sorry, why is the woman claiming she’s only 1/4 vampire and 3/4 grapefruit?”
Pause…expanation….”Ah”..resume.
Rinse and repeat.
A lesser person would have stopped me long ago and said “Listen jackass just watch it again on your own time later and stop interrupting my flow”.
Not Sade.
Maybe it’s just part of her seemingly infinite patience with me or maybe she’s secretly keeping track of every time I do it in order to pay it back later, but until my workload lightens, this is what our couple time in front of the TV looks like.
We make a point to cuddle and watch something without any work involved a few times a week but for now this is the majority. I think that’s what we’d do if we won the lottery, the first thing would be to just chill and watch a West Wing marathon or something without me needing to ask why CJ is upset about Kumar.