Saturday, August 13, 2011
The kids were gone one week! We got home last Friday and they fly in today (Saturday). As we drove away from them, I felt a little anxious. They are with me all the time, my little flock. I complain, I yell, I run out of patience often, but I love those sweetie pies, and I am used to herding them. So after a long drive and getting home and unpacking and doing all that boring stuff you have to do after leaving for a week, we settled in.
And it was nice.
Do I need to cook dinner? Nope.
Do I need to be home at any certain time? Nope.
Is there a schedule to my day? Well, kind of. I still had work to do and last minute clients calling. But I could leave the house for long periods of time without worrying about leaving the kids alone or when I would have to return.
I watched re-runs of the Housewives. I ate almost an entire box of lucky charms to myself, without sharing. I did not work out. I had espresso for lunch. I read an entire book. I got a pedicure and bought some really expensive facial cream (I never do that). I saw The Help (great movie) with my mom and sister.
|I liked driving that thing!|
Mike and I really enjoyed having time with each other. We went golfing (that was fun!) and afterwards went to a place and had wings. They had a great deal that night so there was lots of college kids and the place was busy. I smiled and said, "It's a weeknight and we are out after 9:30!" We had Mexican one night and shared a margherita,(I haven't had one of those in about 4 years),we went to dinner and a movie on a Friday night. We shopped at the mall and browsed. We relaxed and got a little glimmer of what life would be after the kids leave home. And I did not get panicked.