I only got one week of vacation so my family and I drove to Utah and I flew back by myself on the 30th. They were to follow on the 5-6th, but got waylaid by a crash without injuries in Wyoming, and yesterday they went back to Utah.
I'm trying to countenance going to the grocery store after my misc church meetings tonight. I've watched Pirates of the Carribean I, II, and III, plus commentaries and bloopers. Last night I watched Hairspray.
Some extended relatives took pity on me and had me over for dinner on Sunday and Monday. But I'm really lonely and I keep forgetting to buy laundry detergent.
Posted by Tammy (Member # 4119) on :
(((pooka)))
I understand. I always think that when I have alone time I'll go completely wild and do all kinds of wonderful things.
Instead I watch movies and pout. There is no laundry to do at my house when I'm alone, because I just wear my pj's, all day and all night.
Posted by maui babe (Member # 1894) on :
Years ago when my children were small, I used to fantasize about being alone. I thought how wonderful it would be to eat what I want, to watch or not watch whatever I wanted, to take a bath (or even use the bathroom) without interruption...
Now, I have one child (age 16) living with me who I seldom see. Sometimes it's nice to not have to think about anyone else's needs, but it does get old. Sometimes I'd rather live in my daughter's basement.
Posted by pooka (Member # 5003) on :
Oh yeah, I thought the house would be really clean by now. I thought I would disassemble the pottery wheel and take it to the basement (it's been in the living room for nearly 2 years because it doesn't fit through any interior doors). But my husband has all the wrenches with him.