With Zack back in school, Coleman in Kindergarten in the afternoon, Riley and Maren's nap/quiet time, I have, for the first time in 8.5 years, found myself alone for 3 hours every day.
Did you get the part about this being the first time in 8.5 years that I’ve been alone during the day?
Tis true. I have been raisin’ babies for over 8.5 years now. But finally, mercifully, they have reached an age which allows me more free time than I’ve had since I was in college sittin’ in the apartment watching Days of our Lives and Friends (wow, that was pathetic even to admit).
And when you’re not getting up to go to class, you have A LOT of free time.
Three hours may not sound like alot, but for a stay at mom, it is like opening the pandora’s box of time. Even though there are almost always things to be accomplished, I have not been using my new found free time in the wisest ways.
Read: I've been playing around on the internet.
Cameron even called the other day asking what I was doing. (Well, duh, I'm on the computer.) But, I didn't tell him that, I just said that it's my lunch break.
This afternoon I was home putting baskets full of laundry away, straightening some things and doing my daily dishes erradication routine. It was dark and raining and I felt like I needed something to wake me up so I turned on the music from the computer. With one click the music could be heard through every room in our house.
And I left it. Because I am cool like that.
I know the words to the songs and nothing makes me happier than a good ol’ sing along with a dance move thrown in here and there.
It’s amazing what I accomplished today in just three hours while staying home and singing my little heart out.
I could get used to this. Maybe.
But, now this is what everything looks like. Just like before I started. Do you think this means I have to do it again?