home alone

There is something going on today that hasn’t happened in over 8 long months.

I am home by myself. And it’s not a work-day!

It must have been apparent to my dear sweet husband that these past few weeks were extremely stressful for me, with work and also just with Life. I don’t know if I looked particularly frazzled or tired or what, but last week he suggested that one weekend, he should take Maggie to his parents’ house and let me stay home by myself to just relax and do what I want. UM… OKAY!!!!!! And really, I thought it was one of those things we’d talk about for 5 months before forgetting about it, and it would never happen. Which- that’s fine, whatever.

BUT! Earlier this week he came home and told me that he asked his mom if this Saturday was a good day for them, and it was, and so here I am! No baby! No husband! No work! Just me and hours of quiet and Me Time. And no car, which is actually probably the best thing that could happen, because it forces me to stay home which is the entire point.

(NOTE: Dan is also going to get HIS day. Since he’s now on my list of Best Husbands Ever (okay so he’s the ONLY one on the list, but still!) he gets a day too. Which this morning he said he didn’t need one, but he lies. Such a martyr! He’s getting a day. And maybe it will be a tradition every month or so!)

All week I kept forcing myself not to think about it and/or get too excited. Partly because I felt a little bit guilty for being excited that my husband and daughter would be gone for the day. I mean, that’s not very nice, is it? And partly because I figured something would happen, someone would get sick again, or SOMETHING and it wouldn’t actually happen. But it did. WOOHOO!

They left around noon, and so far, I’ve put on the last few handles on my kitchen drawers, at lunch, got a shower, and played a little XBox. Do I know how to party or what? In a little bit, I think I’m gonna finish touching up the paint in the dining room. And maybe clean up the office. I know. Wanna come over for all the mayhem and debauchery?

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