And you'll eat healthier for your body because you're not being nagged to death about "rabbit food" all the time.

If you don't feel like cooking, scrounge and sandwich night. No whining. You'd think the kids would still whine, but they don't because no one's teaching them to act that way when things aren't as expected. If you're really lucky, they'll ask if they can make you the sandwiches and you'll let them, gratefully.

You'll get to have some fun time with the kids rather than the usual split where you get all the scheduled shit time and they get the weekends, leaving you with sugar detox before the next work/school week begins.

Pony tails, messy buns, and daisy dukes with zero flak about it.

Make up parties.

You'll get to see your friends for fucking once.

You'll be able to take a class or learn skills and advance your own goals/career.

Maybe the biggest one? You won't be relegated to to chasing him down and begging for child support because he'll have them for half the time and will have to pay for them to eat, buy them clothes, and pay for their space or lose parental rights to them.