The old ball and chain

Picture this.  You are in the company of adults.  You are sipping drinks and enjoying a meal.  Your companions might include your husband’s work colleagues.  Maybe they are relatives.  Or perhaps it’s a couple you’ve known for some time.


So did you manage to catch the early train after drinks the other night?


“Uh-oh!  Look out, now you’re in trouble!”


This happened to me no less than four times on a recent night out.  I was about ready to ask for a doggy bag and go sit on a park bench somewhere.  It’s true, I don’t get out much.  I might have two small children but they don’t define me and I am more than able to discuss marriage equality, subprime loan scams, the football results or whether Mad Men was robbed at the Emmys so please don’t reduce me to the ball and chain bullshit.

I actively encourage my husband to go out.  It means I can order Thai food and drink as much red wine as I like while I cuddle the remote control without getting sex nagged.  It is the perfect night in.

The issue I have with these comments is that nine times out of ten it does result in an argument because I start wondering whether my husband has insinuated that I am indeed a ball and chain.  Is he using me as an excuse not to go out?

There are approximately 2,187,838,153 females on earth aged between 15 and 64.  Ignoring the fact that many of these women face persecution, violence and oppression on a daily basis I do sometimes wonder just how many are putting up with this crap.  “Sorry Akeem but I cannot go out for drinks tonight, I have to put in some quality time at home”  AKEEM, HE IS LYING!

Am I the only one this happens to?  Does it irritate you too?