Dear Mike & Liza,
It’s football season and that means I’m single again. Not really, but it feels like it. My husband only cares about people wearing shoulder pads and helmets now, and I can’t get any attention at all. He doesn’t do chores. He doesn’t want to go out. And the only conversation he’s capable of having is about whatever team he’s obsessing about at the moment. He says he’ll be back to normal after the Super Bowl. I don’t think I can wait that long. What’s a football widow to do?
Tara, Idaho Falls