Post by Rory on Nov 1, 2014 6:01:39 GMT
Just a short, happy note.
I'm alone in my house tonight--well, just me and the dog.
. And for the whole weekend. My husband is down south with with my 2 girls and grandkids, going to visit my ex's grandmother tomorrow, and my little two are spending the weekend with their grandparents. They wanted to trick-or-treat tonight and my mother-in-law was excited to take them. We live in the country (not much happening here), and my in-laws, in a nice suburban neighborhood. The kids have friends there, too, so they always have a great time. I hesitated to let them go, only for a few seconds, but I did. Because I don't think I've spent a weekend alone, ever. I was worried, because when I'm alone for long periods, or with nothing to do, the past tends to haunt me. Little noises bother me, I check and recheck the locks, especially at night, and I even have occasional flashbacks/nightmares. I've never enjoyed too much "alone time"; in fact, I've avoided it. I mean, I do wake up an hour before everyone else in the morning, so I can enjoy my coffee out on the front porch, in silence, and get things started before it gets crazy, but it's good knowing they're there, tucked into their beds. At one point, we had nine people living in the house--my husband and me, all five of my kids, my son-in-law and my granddaughter--and I loved it. So, I was really unsure about how I was going to handle it having everyone gone.
Surprise--I am LOVING it. I'm not feeling any of the nervousness I expected to. I'm not thinking about my ex, the past, or everything my 19-year old is dealing with. I've watched a nice chick flick, had a glass of wine and worked on my jewelry, my favorite hobby. I never thought I could enjoy alone time so much. It really makes me realize how far I've come.
I'm alone in my house tonight--well, just me and the dog.
. And for the whole weekend. My husband is down south with with my 2 girls and grandkids, going to visit my ex's grandmother tomorrow, and my little two are spending the weekend with their grandparents. They wanted to trick-or-treat tonight and my mother-in-law was excited to take them. We live in the country (not much happening here), and my in-laws, in a nice suburban neighborhood. The kids have friends there, too, so they always have a great time. I hesitated to let them go, only for a few seconds, but I did. Because I don't think I've spent a weekend alone, ever. I was worried, because when I'm alone for long periods, or with nothing to do, the past tends to haunt me. Little noises bother me, I check and recheck the locks, especially at night, and I even have occasional flashbacks/nightmares. I've never enjoyed too much "alone time"; in fact, I've avoided it. I mean, I do wake up an hour before everyone else in the morning, so I can enjoy my coffee out on the front porch, in silence, and get things started before it gets crazy, but it's good knowing they're there, tucked into their beds. At one point, we had nine people living in the house--my husband and me, all five of my kids, my son-in-law and my granddaughter--and I loved it. So, I was really unsure about how I was going to handle it having everyone gone.Surprise--I am LOVING it. I'm not feeling any of the nervousness I expected to. I'm not thinking about my ex, the past, or everything my 19-year old is dealing with. I've watched a nice chick flick, had a glass of wine and worked on my jewelry, my favorite hobby. I never thought I could enjoy alone time so much. It really makes me realize how far I've come.
