Today is doomsday. This is my babysitter’s last day to help out during the week. I told her to have a ‘free day’ with the boys (which full disclosure, she actually wanted very much). That means she picked both boys up from school. That means I have several hours of free time. Let me repeat that, I have several hours of free time. A friend asked me what I was going to do. I didn’t have the foggiest idea. Oh sure, I know how to kill a few hours with errands or the occasional appointment. Several hours, well, that’s a whole different league. It’s a liberating feeling this free time to be spent alone. It also is kind of sad that I had to think very hard about what to do with it. This is what I came up with in no particular order: clothes shopping for myself (zero interruptions…it was divine), snack at Panera to do some writing including this blog post (I love, love, love to write) and to cap the night off, dinner with some girlfriends.
Who am I without my children to define my life or my time? Turns out I’m exactly the same. Same hair, same perspective and same joys and sorrows. The only difference is this quiet bubble that surrounds me wherever I go today.
I am certainly more of an observer of life than a participator. I leave full on life participation to the hands of my boys. Better enjoy the quiet while I can…
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