"I'm ready to go when you are" my wife exclaimed as we prepared to head out to the movies.
"Let me just turn off my office light" I said, knowing this would please my wife. Leaving my office light on for some reason is viewed as some kind of grievous sin. Leaving my room, even for a short time, means I will return to it dark. There may also me a stern look tossed my way. Sometimes her urge to save the planet is so strong she will turn the light off while I'm still in the room. But never mind. I am good husband guy so I turn off everything.
As I walk into the living room I see my wife turning on the tv.
"What's up?" I ask.
"I'm leaving the tv on for the cats so they'll be entertained."
I blink twice while my wife surfs for the animal planet channel.
"Really? I have to turn off the one compact florescent bulb in my office and you're firing up our vintage 90's tv for the cats?"
I look over at Little One on the couch who is displaying no more interest in the noisy box than she did the minute before.
"You know, if we have five more cats you could officially be a crazy cat lady" I said.
"Oh no, I am already there." she said. "If you do it right, two cats is all you need."