Running Away From Home

I guess its something of a cyclic thing.
Whenever my wife and I get into an argument that neither of us can win I drift away from home.
Its not that its such an intensely firey issue, its that its so damn hot outside and inside that neither of us are happy nor the kids.
She keeps telling me to install central air, but this is not a cheap task.
I don't have the money for it and neither does she.
Neither of us are all that comfortable and my son insisted on sleeping outside some nights.
My wife scolded me about that, "Get him an air conditioner! Whats wrong with you!"
I nodded my head and decided to go goobying on Tuesday nights whenever people toss their old crap out for trash.
I didn't get too lucky, no air conditioners, or humidifiers spotted not even a beat up one.
The frustration sometimes gets me to the point where I want to throw something, or punch a wall.
Instead I've been hopping out to bars, and trying to stay far away from the situation.
Since its not solvable and it gives me time to think for a while.
She hasn't asked me once where I've gone or what I'm doing so I take that as cue that we have a sort of bitter peace.
This is the hottest summer I can remember and damn would it be great to have a pool again in the backyard.
Problem with outdoor pools and hot tubs is that they are very vulnerable and the lining is torn easily.
We have gone to the beach at least once a month since May and whenever we are there despite the large crowds there is peace between us all.
The kids play in the water, my wife and I sit on the dirt and blow sand about stuff.
I usually enjoy the winters here in NY, yeah the snow can be a pain to clear out your car but I always enjoy running in the cold.
I must be warm blooded or is it cold blooded?
Well anyway Winter always is my favorite season not just for the cool breeze, subzero chills but of course Santa!
Even though its well enough away I am hoping this terrible heat wave we've had all summer will just go away.
 

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