Home Alone

Today has been my first day home alone in an empty house. Alone. The only sounds I hear are the washer and the air purifier. It’s musical. When my husband first left with the kiddos I felt like a kid in the candy store. I was rushing around trying to figure out what I wanted to do first. I had to rip myself away from the cleaning I do when everyone is home so I could actually enjoy my time alone. I decided to turn on the Keurig so that the water would be heated by the time I’m done taking my shower. I am a woman who requires a lot of freedom, but on the other hand, I will so loosely pass that up for my children. I just know, one day, they’re going to be gone living their own lives and I am passionate about investing in my children’s future.

I had to make sure I wrote this down so that I can always come back and appreciate this moment.

6 thoughts on “Home Alone

  1. I can´t try to posición myself in your situation but I will say this, I live with two other roomates……I certainly hope I could be home alone, plus here in Spain I live next to a church and the bells ring every one hour. It´s driving me and the rest nuts, you think is legal to kill the priest?

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  2. I make a terrible roommate. Lol I think from your situation you can understand my excitement.

    Oh the church bells lol that might drive me crazy too. Lol I hope you get some solitude soon. No killing priests. Lol

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  3. Those empty nest moments are amazing! My fault is that I always end up working my other gig and do not get the opportunity to truly enjoy them. I think I’ll take a page from your play book though 😉

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    1. It took me a long time to learn to enjoy being alone. I was a busy body doing a whole lot. I still keep busy but I definitely try to get my solitude in. It’s refreshing. Like a shower lol

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