Sometimes I need to sneak around. After the hubby goes to bed, or if he has a long day at work, I can squeeze in my quality time.
He does it too, I know, because we have talked about it. We are open.
We have both tried to include the other in our “extra” relationships, but alas, it just doesn’t work. We look for different things.
We both do feel a little bit of guilt when we submit, obviously, I mean, who wouldn’t? Despite our honesty, it is still sneaking. And it still, feels like cheating, no matter how much we accept what is happening.
His was Homeland. And then 24. We started watching both of these together on Netflix, and then he couldn’t help himself, and stayed up late and got so far ahead I couldn’t catch up.
His relationship grew quicker than mine did. For him it was the right fit.
But I didn’t fight it. I let him have his own little thing on the side. But I kept looking for something we could share together.
Then along came Dexter.
This one we continue to try and do together, but he keeps jumping ahead. I keep stepping in and forcing a ban to allow me to catch up, but for some reason he just can’t watch ONE at a time.
I tried to get him onto “the 100” but it didn’t work, and I have never outwardly admitted my addiction of “the Vampire diaries” to him.
Those Vampires are MINE, and mine alone.
And now, with the second season of “Orange is the New Black” out on Netflix, I have one more relationship to balance in my life. Piper, and the crew are my secret obsession, a tantalizing treat to save for perfect moments, and an extraordinary finale to the end of my day.
Even if I am watching it at midnight, curled up on the basement couch so he can’t hear.
Netflix is the other woman in our world, and it feeds our compulsion on a regular basis. New shows, the whole season there and readily available for you to leap into fully and completely. People praying for rain on a release date weekend or wishing you catch a cold bad enough to stay in bed with the iPad. A guilty pleasure.
Thankfully we have two TV’s, so we can both submit simultaneously, acting on our compulsion together, yet apart, allowing these secret adventures to exist outside of our relationship with each other.
And perhaps one day we will find something that we can watch together, without the other person cheating ahead. . . .