No, I’m not pregnant.
But it’s just as good! Okay, not quite as good. But still, REALLY good!
I had just started a post asking if one of you would please do something funny so that I could write about it, because I was so desperate for writing material that I needed your help.
But my husband rescued me.
You see, he has a meeting next Tuesday in Mississippi. And since we’re from Mississippi, he’s going to take Alex with him so that they can go see all the grandparents for a couple of days.
And you’re thinking, “oh, yay, good for you, your little boy is getting to see his grandparents. yay.”
And I’m thinking, “DO YOU KNOW WHAT THIS MEANS?”
DO YOU KNOW WHAT THIS MEANS?
I will be by myself. For a whole night. In my house. Without anyone else here.
For the record, I have not been alone in my house since 2003. Since TWO THOUSAND AND THREE.
I feel somewhat guilty about the level of joy (volume of joy? what in fact is the official unit of joy measurement?) that is stirring deep down in my soul. And it’s not that I don’t love living with David and Alex. It’s not that at all. It’s just that I haven’t been by myself in, you know, three years.
(For those of you who don’t know, my husband works out of our house, so he is almost always here, and even when he’s not, Alex is, because he’s just three and, well, he can’t drive yet.)
So if you were me – home alone for the first time in three years – what would you do? I don’t even know where to begin with my plans, but I feel plans are of the essence because if I’m not careful, I will do nothing but sit on the edge of the couch for 24 hours, murmuring to myself, “I am all alone. I am all alone. I am all alone.” And the murmuring would of course be interrupted by squeals of delight.
Suggestions?
You definitely need to be pampered. Make a nice bubble bath with candles and music. Read a book. Paint your toenails- a french manicure looks really nice on the toes. Do something that you have been wanting to do but just haven’t been able to. And RELAX :)
I don’t think I’ve ever been alone for a whole night in my home.
What would I do? Clean it. And then bask in the glory of a clean house that stays clean ’cause there’s nobody to mess it up. I’d watch a ‘chick flick’ like Pride & Predjudice and I’d probably saty up way too late ’cause I’m afraid to sleep when my hubby’s not here.
If I were you, I’d hip up and pop your Thomas. :) If that doesn’t do it for you, then pull a Sister and run a chick flick mini-marathon (for background noise) while you do your favorite “BooMama things”.
Ok, my night would include an early pedicure, dinner with a few friends who I usually only get to visit with while being interrupted by my dear sweet daughters, come home, stay up late watching whatever programs I wanted and then go to bed knowing I can totally sleep in. But, I really haven’t given it much thought! =)
Oooo! Bring home your favorite meal – already prepared (and of course favorite chocolates)rent chick flicks, put on your comfy jammies.
Eat. Watch. Laugh. Cry.
Go to bed and sleep through the night (because I haven’t done that in about three years). Sleep in (again not in 3 years)
Fill in the next day with girlfriendy stuff. (Pedicures, shopping, lunch you know the drill)
I think it’s fun to get away by yourself, but to actually have the house to yourself…WOW! I would want to sit on the couch too and just breathe in the silence!
I would curl up with a nice thick novel and read to my heart’s content. No interruptions, no distractions. Oh joy and rapture! Except the thought every now and then that it sure is quiet, wonder what they’re doing right about now? And then I would think about calling to make sure they’re ok without me, cause y’know when they’re here they need constant attention… and then I’d miss them and wish they’d hurry home. But not before I finish my book!
Absence does make the heart grow fonder. Enjoy your solitude!
D wants everyone to know that my very first reaction to the news of my alone time was, “You’re not taking the laptop, are you? ARE YOU?”
Reading all the comments actually makes me want to have a big ole slumber party. But I reckon that would defeat the very idea of being alone. I’m calling tomorrow to schedule a haircut and a pedicure, though.
And D’s NOT taking the laptop, I’m happy to announce. Because if he did, I would spend my time alone twitching, in severe blog / email withdrawals.
Then, you know me…I say it’s time to adapt to our way of living…we are now a dual laptop home. :) Yes, two nerds, one on each sofa, scrolling and clicking away every evening!
Sister – I asked D. why he didn’t snap up one of those iBooks for us – because I am ALL for a dual-laptop household…but I think he thought that was too indulgent since he just got a new computer for his office. But you know I LUUUUV the laptop / wireless option.