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Saturday, August 20, 2011


So check this out: I am alone.

No, seriously. Not a single soul in this apartment but me.

ALONE alone.

My kids are at their grandma's house until tomorrow, and my husband is in Nevada with his friends.
So I have a completely empty apartment. Which used to freak me out... but today was the busiest shopping day of the year (for clothing), because apparently every single kid's mom decided to wait until tonight to buy their school clothes. Needless to say, I'm exhausted and my feet and back hurt. On the way home from work I seriously had butterflies in my stomach about going home to no one and nothing to talk to or worry about.

I could turn the radio up REALLY LOUD, 'cause no one is sleeping.
If I wanted to. Which I don't.
(How often do I get complete silence? I am so not going to ruin that.)

I could dance around in my new adorable pajamas I bought at work.
If I wanted to. Which I don't.
(Remember my feet? Ouch.)

I realized on the way home that I could stop at Red Box and rent ANY movie I wanted and watch it by myself in my favorite blanket that Husband reallllly hates.
If I wanted to. Which I don't.

Guess what I do want to do?

Yep. Sleep.
Every day at work I tell myself,
"Only three more hours 'till I can go home and write!"

Then guess what I do when I get home...
I sleep.

Tomorrow is my only day off for eight or nine more days, and then the kids start school Monday. Kindergarten for Asher, third grade for Josh. Boredom for Max. I would LOVE to take this opportunity to be all by myself and do something JUST FOR ME...

But honestly, I'm going to sleep.


P.S. Hey, remember this? I can't believe how far I've come in a year! I'm pretty dang proud of myself, if you don't mind me saying so. :) 

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