So, in a quick turn of events, I find myself at home...alone. It is weird. Where is everyone?
Todd has the three youngest at his mom's and the farm house. He has some property to look at with a friend and a bull dozer guy. Plus, he took his new deer blind up. He looked like a spoiled boy pulling out of the driveway.
My oldest is on a spur of the moment camp out. He has been prepping for this for a week, maybe a couple. They were waiting for the weather to cooperate, which has been very un-cooperative. He and a friend, equipped with much survival gear (and their phones) have pitched a tent on the river.
It is sure to be a memory maker of a night for everyone. But, for me, what am I to do? I long for time to myself, and now that I have it, I have no idea what to do with myself.
It's quiet, but I don't feel like napping. I could go out, but it's the Friday night of spring break and everyone from school just wants to relax (at home). I could catch up on Facebook and then be exceptionally unhappy with myself for wasting all that time. I could read, would be if I was into a book right now.
The dog is barking, finally someone who needs me. I do have to do chores with no boys here to do them. I might watch some TV. The remote is never in my control. It looks like a night of rom-coms or tear jerkers. I haven't enjoyed any chick flicks for quite a while.
Check back with me tomorrow. I'll probably be right here, with nothing to show for my treasured time to myself, just sitting and doing nothing. Oh, the joys of nothing.