Today, my husband and my boys are at church. I am sitting at home by myself.
I know that Rich wants me to go to church with him. He doesn't like sitting in the pews by himself. I know that Teddy wants me to keep Pete home so he can enjoy Teddy and Daddy time. But me... I like it this way. It gives me a rare hour or so of freedom that I don't often get.
Yes, I have the time when the boys are in PDO to myself. But so often, that time is taken up with exercise or shopping or appointments or cleaning. There are still things to be done. And occasionally, Rich will keep the boys and let me go out to Starbucks to get things done and enjoy a macciato or frappachino or something. But those times aren't here in my home.
Today, I have an hour to do whatever I want. Originally, I wanted to use that time to work on some past due swaps. And I still may use some of that time for that. But I've started the time out with working on the computer, getting my pictures of the moon uploaded and updating here on Sanity's Overrated. Will I do all that needs to be done here? Nope. Reviews are still waiting until maybe later tonight, maybe tomorrow. Same with Blog Dare and the 100 Days of Pictures. They all take a bit more work and preparation than I currently want to spend. I prefer the chance to just write.
So for an hour today, I am free. Free to write what I want. Free to curl up on the couch with a glass of soda, my journal that I'm doing for a swap partner and Dexter on the DVD. Free to enjoy the quiet in my house that goes with having kids out of it.
Don't get me wrong. I love having my kids around. They really are what keep me going. But sometimes, it's great to have the freedom to destress and decompress. When they get home, I won't be snappy or short with them. I'll be refreshed and ready to have fun with them at Chuck E Cheese.
All because of an hour of freedom.