living alone is hard??? Lonely, yes.... but hard....well, I guess I am still fairly new at this but its kinda like going back to the days of my first apartment....but now I have furniture and can afford food....
So if you haven't guessed, Ive been having some ALONE time, the kids are working their butt's off, hanging with friends and I am trying to bask in the silence or not....
I mean I can keep playing my Lady Antebellum CD over and over and over.... and nobody complains, I just keep singing and dancing around.....louder.....
I started to yell at who ever left their ice cream dish on the coffee table and remembered, OH, it was me..... I mean no one has been home so there was actually ice cream in the freezer when I looked, a small miracle in itself.....
My neighbour set off some really late night fireworks, first they scared me to the point I fell out of the bed, because well, I jumped and missed the bed on the way back down.... It would have been embarrassing if someone was there to witness it..... So I found myself wide awake and alone so I went downstairs and outside on the deck, got in the hot tub and watched fireworks at 2 in the morning.... It was soooooo cool....
It is liberating... for the first time in 19 years, I don't have to worry about what someone else in the house wants, needs or has an opinion about,only me..... ME.... I drank out of the orange juice container, looked over my shoulder realized its just me and took another drink.....OK, I did ask the dogs what they thought and I just got the tilted head, ears up, look so I gave up....
I vacuumed and its been 3 whole days and the floor is still clean..... I knew it was them the whole time...... I have washed 4 dishes in three days..... every time I have opened the washing machine to do my laundry, its been empty.... the garbage can is still empty.... there is still milk in the refrigerator (it may go bad)....
On the down side..... I had a conversation with the chickens and I think I understood what they said..... the dogs look concerned at my dancing around the house..... now the kids are calling the house and checking on me..... I am starting to believe the Gecko on the Geico commercials is real and can talk......
I think it's a good thing I am going back to work today..... I am sure I will be alright, right????
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4 comments:
You will be juuuuuuuust fine , and what your going through is fairly normal . If You WANT SOMEONE TO SHOW UP , then next time you dance around the house , do it in your birthday suit , and im pretty sure you WILL have company lololol. If not just think what the dogs and chickens will have to talk about !
It does sound so liberating. Most of us lose that freedom to be ourselves early on the relationship game and never really find it again. As much as I love my family and the farm and I do, I revel in the freedom of my week at camp. It is only a week...but it is a week of no cows, no housework (except what it takes to keep a tiny cabin functioning), no phone and no husband. Nobody banging in the door with a broken whatzit needing parts. No TV blasting.
No bathroom either, but you can't have everything and what you don't have you don't have to clean. Sounds like you are doing this thing really well and I am glad for you
Look at it this way, how many times when the kids were young and the house was full did you wish for some calgon time... Enjoy it, Fireworks and a hot tub sounds like heaven, just add some 12 year old CC and ya got a party..:-)
I think Evan is going through a time like what you speak of, but he is good about getting on the 4-wheeler and driving over for a chat. Our oldest daughter is struggling with learning to like her own company and she doesn't like it. Sigh! This is hard. My heart is with you, even though that doesn't really help.
Linda
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