So, there we are, second round of the playoffs, first round for my beloved Packers. I’ve got the BTB sitting by my side, she’s offered to make nachos and get a few beers. I didn’t think life could get any better.
In retrospect, I really don’t know how I could have been so naive. I mean, she’s obviously not going to watch the game and, naturally, she’s going to search for things to occupy the time. I should have known that this time would be filled with wedding research.
The timing of the whole thing was the incredible part. I mean, the packers get down 14-0 early in the first quarter and all the sudden, I’m hearing talk about a wedding dress. My brain was so clouded with the prospect of losing in the first game of the playoffs that it took me a solid 5 minutes to register what the topic at hand was.
Then I made another mistake. I asked a question. Seriously, what was I thinking? I mean, did I honestly believe that I was going to be able to even think about anything other than feeling like I might be watching Brett Favre’s last game? Did I really think I could multi-task during a playoff game?
So, lesson learned. Never again will I get myself in a situation where I don’t ask her to plan or have a plan for her to keep occupied during a Packers playoff game. I hold myself accountable for this. It’s my fault and no one else’s.