It’s Sunday night, after 9:00 PM and it is silent. Silent for the first time in a few weeks. AND I’M LOVING IT!
I haven’t had a night all to myself in a few weeks. First it was both girls here. Well, technically B was at Mom’s and M was here with me, grounded all weekend. Then a week where life was chaotic. M and S were here all week and I was launching a new site at work. I was stressed, exhausted, worried about getting everything done and trying my hardest not to freak out on anyone.
Site launched. No sleep. And I finally lost it. Over a trip to CostCo that S took. B was here for the weekend and I lost it on S. I felt awful for her coming home and having to deal with and see me freak out over him not buying water, but buying a bunch of other stuff that wasn’t on the list. Why couldn’t he just follow the list. I had said it to him. I had texted it to him. And hello, we can’t afford all this other crap. Oh, I lost it. And truth be told, he didn’t buy that much extra. It was just the straw that broke the camel’s back. Yep, adrenaline crash!
So then B and I spent the rest of the weekend together. Pilates, lunch, and some retail therapy. Yes, after freaking out about him buying stuff at CostCo that we couldn’t afford, I went shopping. Makes sense, right? Well, I needed it. M needed clothes and hell, I needed a few sweaters. Because it was FREEZING and going to snow. I held back though. I didn’t go shoe shopping even though M needs winter shows and I need some new brown boots. Hey, give a girl some credit.
B went home and it was another week of work, running around for M and stress. Typical, nothing unusual. Except that M went to her Dad’s on Wednesday night. So I had 5 days of no children. Well…no children over 11. I still had S.
Friday S was home. I hung in the bedroom catching up on my favorite shows on the DVR. S did whatever he was doing. Saturday was once again pilates, a nice hour of chatting and coffee afterwards with my dear friend and then home. And surprisingly (as it’s rare for me to drink anymore), I even had a glass of vinho verde wine while sitting in the backyard.
Then it was off for girls night. SW had just had a birthday and we were celebrating with beer margaritas (figured I already had a glass of wine, and I’m out with the girls, why not). And if you have not had these before, OMG…best invention EVER! Leave a comment if you want the recipe. Quick, easy and yummy beyond believe. Then dinner and then a chill night of hangning out watching SATC.
Now today, other than when S was up getting ready for work, I have been alone. Left to do whatever I want…and what I don’t want to do. Clean the house, grocery shopping and laundry. But it had to be done. I can’t stand going into a work week with a messy house. Drives me mad and actually puts me in a bad mood.
But oh, the sound of silence. Well, sound of no one talking except those on the TV. No sounds of the pitter patter of tiny little feet or big feet. No sounds of the god awful new noise M has figured out how to do and loves to drive me nuts with. No sounds of S making fantastic messes in the kitchen. No sounds of arguing or laughing or playing.
And I need this silence. It’s selfish, I know. But I need time to rejuvinate, recharge, reorganize, release. I just hope one afternoon is enough.