Time Share

Molly and I were out to dinner tonight, hashing out our latest relationship follies. The guy she liked so much a week ago is now texting, calling and annoying her to the point of no return. We discussed the problem we both share: Yes, we'd like to be dating someone, but No, we cannot and will not drop our entire lives to be with that person. We have jobs, homes, friends, our own interests. We need oxygen.

And then we stumbled across a brilliant idea ... what we really need is a Time Share Man. We could each have him for 2 nights a week, max. He can spend the remaining three nights working out, missing us, and doing odd jobs around our homes.

Yes, this does sound like an episode of that Mormon HBO show. Okay, I'll accept that. No, we won't wear their clothes or hair styles.