It is the last day of the work week. My children are leaving for the Okanagan to hang with their grand parents for a week of fun in the sun by the pool. This will probably the their last opportunity to go together as next summer my son is hoping to get a job and my daughter will be dancing somewhere. They are going to be there with one of their younger cousins. So, we are making lists and packing. First though, the laundry must be attacked as they will need some clean undergarments.
My husband informs me he is going fishing for a few days - which means I am going to be flying solo for a few days next week. I am not at all sure how I feel about that. Last year, I think I would have been thrilled. I will enjoy the solitude - I do not doubt it - but I think I might get lonely. The last time I came home to an empty house it was a little sad.
I have few projects of my own to work on - this will be a great opportunity to get started. I can eat salad for every meal if I so choose. And read. I could read.
My husband informs me he is going fishing for a few days - which means I am going to be flying solo for a few days next week. I am not at all sure how I feel about that. Last year, I think I would have been thrilled. I will enjoy the solitude - I do not doubt it - but I think I might get lonely. The last time I came home to an empty house it was a little sad.
I have few projects of my own to work on - this will be a great opportunity to get started. I can eat salad for every meal if I so choose. And read. I could read.
3 comments:
I understand. If I did not have my Cat I think my home would be filled with this shade of sadness.
empty houses are so echo-y.
I usually like to go to movies by myself when the house is empty.
So have all the church women over. For like, Pina Coladas and stuff...:P
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