I am completely alone
at home on a Friday night, except for 2 kittens, 2 puppies and a crazy cat. I
cannot remember when last this happened or if it has ever happened.
Last year when we had
to find a house, Carmen and Jason had recently returned from the Carribean and
were going to live with us. Raewyn was
also going to be returning home.
We looked for a house
with enough space to fit everybody and we found it. The house we are renting now has four
bedrooms, two lounges, two bathrooms and a little cottage with its own lounge
and bathroom.
A week before we moved
in Jason found work in Cape Town but it was not permanent and it might have
meant moving back.
At this point I thought:
“Well it is alright
Carmen will stay in the cottage for a while then go to Cape Town and look for
work. If she does find work, Raewyn will
stay in the cottage.”
Carmen went to Cape
Town a few weeks later and found work immediately.
So I resigned myself
to that we still had Raewyn.
Raewyn then decided to
move to Durban.
Michael, Jess our cats
and Hercules our little dog were left in this big house.
Then Hercules died.
We now have two new
puppies Cleo and Col, when my sister saw our new “babies” she looked at Michael
and I and said:
“Mmm empty nest
syndrome”
I miss all that noise
and emotion.
I miss coming home and
finding 20 young people are staying over the weekend.
I miss Michael
stalking teenagers see this link.
I miss all the ideas
Michael and I had to come up with to feed the hoards on our limited budget.
I miss not being able
to sit in my lounge in the mornings because of all the teenage bodies strewn
over the couches
I even miss Carmen and
Raewyn having one of their screaming fights about anything and everything.
Despite all that.
I am loving this
solitude.
Michael is not trying
to get my attention to tell me his latest crazy science story.
Michael and Jess are
not telling me to put my laptop down and to watch the movie. (They get annoyed because I keep asking them
what has happened. Jess confiscated my laptop from me last night. When she was concentrating on a show, I stole
it back)
I have a “chick flick”
on and if I miss too much I can rewind, ha ha (evil laugh). I don’t have to worry about the dinner dance
see this link. It’s just me. IT’S ME TIME.
Hi Vivian. Found you at Super Earthling, and your comment on my blog. Nice to meet you. Sounds like your me time is well-deserved. I've never had any of the teenager stuff you describe, only little kid stuff when my niece comes to visit. Reading that made me happy for my solitude. But I can relate as when my niece leaves after a few weeks I miss the constant noise...and the controlled chaos. Also liked your popcorn post. It's funny that you had to google it. Maybe it's a crass U.S. phenomena!
ReplyDeleteHi Stephanie, Nice to meet you as well. I have been to your blog as well I liked what you had to say about water. I have a five year old niece who comes for sleep overs some times and we have great fun. What I am really itching to know about the popcorn trick is whether any girls were actually delighted??
ReplyDeleteOhh I LOVE me time. It's just the beest.
ReplyDeleteYes it is.
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