Doomed, I am Doomed!

For the next two weeks, I might just as well come home only during the weekend. I'll have to ask if they can let me sleep in the school library :). These are the moments that make me hope I'll only give birth to sweet, angel-like DAUGHTERS.
Micul meu is watching the NBA playoffs... yay, I'm sooo excited about that! It's been going on for a few days now, and it's going to last for two more weeks. I could deal with that, I've learnt to respect someone else's preferences and even let them enjoy their little pleasures :). The downside is that every once in a while a furious scream emerges from the couch, followed by words I don't even know how to spell. In Romanian, that is. I'm not sure that my heart can take this... I mean, I get scared if someone comes behind me and says "boom!". He can't do that to me! He, he...sure. My adorable husband would come from work, slooooooowwlyyy open the front door and slide behind the bathroom door, for example. Most of the times I hear him and I follow the noise. He still manages to scare and make me scream!!! Isn't that somewhat sadistic :)))) ? He says I'm cute... we'll talk about me being cute when I get a heart attack :).
Anyway... this is my NBA saga. Had I married an NBA player, I wouldn't have spent so much time watching or listening to basketball games. By the way... we have a pretty big TV (not what I would consider a priority) bought especially for basketball games. The couch is about 3 meters away from the TV... micul meu would pull up a chair and get as close to the TV as possible... sometimes I worry that he might jump inside it, and I would really miss him if that happened :)...
Ehh... it feels better now. I guess I can take this treatment for another 10 days (weekends belong to MEEEE!).