There are certain things you never expect to happen: a rainbow during a total solar eclipse; winning the lottery while getting struck by lightning; someone on the internet changing their mind.
My wife Lola and I recently experienced something rarer than all of those things combined: two child-free weekends in a row. A week ago, we hosted my brother's bachelor party. This weekend, we went to an adults-only outing at a lake house in Wisconsin. Lola and I were fully committed to both parties, even if we were too old to handle it. At least we would die doing what we loved: avoiding adult responsibilities while somebody else watched our kids.
But before I go any further into our adventure on Wisconsin’s cheese-clogged waterways, allow me to double back to the bachelor party. I promised you a full write up, but I had to cut it last week since that email was already twice as long as the Bible. This week, that story makes its triumphant return. Let’s go back to a time when I was a week younger …
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