On the morning of the third day, I was tired of waking up to a quiet house. The silence served only to remind me that I was alone. I peeled myself out of bed and slogged through my morning routine, missing the chaotic sounds of breakfast that are normally just beyond my bedroom door. It wasn’t until I got into the office that I realized that the only time I had spoken all morning was to leave a message on WonderWife’s™ voicemail.
How can you tell that I’ve been alone all week? This is my fifth post in as many days.
I miss them. I miss the chaos. The inane conversations with the Bean about Lightning McQueen and the smiles from Sprout. I miss WonderWife™. There’s nobody around to call me a “geek” when I’m watching cartoons or playing video games. I’m done with this life of solitude. I’m ready for my family to come home.
6 comments:
Yep. Been there myself, and will be again when the wife and kids make their annual week-long trek to the inlaw's cottage without me.
Just try and enjoy life in your underwear and all that fried food.
Man up! Take advantage! Speaking is overrated, anyway.
K that was tender...My husband however would LOVE a week away from us. Like I'm ever going to give him THAT much freedom! lol!
I didn't realize that I had lost my voice on Friday morning, until I got into the shower and tried to sing. The 'croak' that came out was atrocious! Needless to say, I didn't do my 8 hour presentation that day.
I have to say ... I had to giggle at Vancetastic's 'Man Up!'.
bright blessings!
SweetPea...giggle if you will, but Vance doesn't have kids.
You just reminded me...I need to get some Xboxing done tonight!
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