I'm home alone
listening to the sound... of silence
What?? What you say??
Where are the kids??
Kids?? They're sleeping at J's house tonight.
Got home from work, and I find out they've planned a sleepover. At her house.
My three & her one. She's so brave.
Are you sure, J?? Are you sure you're sure??
all righty then...
I can't remember the last time I was by myself anywhere for 12 hours. Totally alone. I wasn't even alone nights in the hospital after giving birth. I had just given birth. I had a newborn. I was breast feeding. I never let that breast feeding newborn out of my sight. So not alone.
I think the last time I was alone was April of 1993. I was living by myself in the 'burbs and B was living in Brooklyn. In May we moved in together. 16 months later we were married. We may have spent a handful of nights apart, but they were few and far between. 3 years later the babies started to come. And the rest, as they say, is history.
So, what to do with an entire Saturday night to myself? This rare opportunity is not to be squandered. Who knows when it may arise again.
Go out with friends? See a movie?
Find some romance?
Yes Yes Yes!!!
It's been soooo long
I can't remember the last time...
mmm... sooo good
the lemony smell
wiping away the stickiness
oooh... the gleam
Whew... now I'm all spent and sweaty
hair curly and damp and falling in my face
after, in bed with Lost reruns and Weaver hot wings
such a release
mmmm.... gonna hafta do that more often