Today Brian left for his families finish trip in OH. It was very nice because his brother (who lives in CA) was able to fly here so they could drive together. No better bonding time than 6 hours in the car. So that leaves the girls and I to fend for ourselves for the next few days.
I know lots of women have husbands who travel regularly. Sometimes I envy them and sometimes I feel bad for them. While I would HATE if Brian was away regularly (I get too lonely) it is nice to have some alone time. In my life I have never lived alone. I have rarely even been alone. I was raised as the 2nd child out of 4. I went from my parents house to married with nothing in between. So I have never really even had my own room. So for the most part I love to be around people. I never cared much for my alone time UNTIL I HAD CHILDREN. Then out of nowhere I find myself craving time all by myself. The peace. The quiet. The not being accountable to someone else in what I eat, watch on TV, do, etc. There is something strangely liberating about being on my own... even if it is only for three days. :D
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hear dat! I get this sick thrill out of choosing a movie at Redbox BY MYSELF!! No one to insult my chick flick choice--aHA! That lasts about 2 days then I miss him and want help with the kid again.
Anon - That's about right. After two days I will be bored and lonely and ready for the extra set of hands at bedtime. :D
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