Vacation’s all I ever wanted…until I got it…

You know all those times I secretly wish I could just have a few days all by myself? No, because I probably don’t share that. But I do!

I take Naturalist to Camp tomorrow, she’ll be gone all week.

Hubby’s grandma passed away last week, so he drove to Idaho with Golfer and Sassy…for all week.

My best friend in the whole wide world is moving to Chicago on Tuesday, for forever.

Suddenly, being all alone isn’t sounding so great.

I think it’s made worse by my impending period. I went to Circuit City and started crying in the aisle because Better Midlers ‘The Rose’ came over the speaker. You know the one…

Some say love it is a river
that drowns the tender reed
Some say love it is a razor
that leaves your soul to blead

Some say love it is a hunger
an endless aching need
I say love it is a flower
and you it’s only seed

It’s the heart afraid of breaking
that never learns to dance
It’s the dream afraid of wakingthat never takes the chance
It’s the one who won’t be taken
who cannot seem to give
and the soul afraid of dying
that never learns to live

When the night has been too lonely
and the road has been too long
and you think that love is only
for the lucky and the strong
Just remember in the winter far beneath the bitter snows
lies the seed
that with the sun’s love
in the spring
becomes the rose

Dramatic, much?! I was sobbing by the time she got to the breaking heart never learning to dance.

What will I do with myself?! Suggestions (besides cleaning out all the crap in my basement? (Hubby came up with that helpful idea))?


6 Responses

  1. Go get some cheesy chick flicks that dh would never want to watch with you (Beaches, perhaps? LOL!) pour some wine and have a good cry.

  2. First of all, I’m extremely jealous. Sorry your freedom involved a death and the move of your best friend though.

    Unfortunately, I would love to have free time in my house to clean crap out of the basement. My husband wouldn’t even have to suggest it. I need to do it and I know it.

    Definitely take in a few chick flicks. Update your digital photo tags. Write in a journal. Begin your novel. Oh wait, that is my fantasy!

    Well, just do what comes naturally. It will be interesting to be sans kids, almost like realizing the answer to the “what would I be doing if I hadn’t had kids” question (albeit in a very small scale).

  3. ‘…Update your digital photo tags…’ Ooo, that’s a good one! 🙂

    Definately chick flicks. If I can stay awake past 9 pm, that is.

  4. Isn’t that always the way? You get what you want but when you least expect it.

    I’m sure you’ll think of plenty of things to keep you busy (that don’t involve cleaning the basement, I hope). Think of it as an adventure in self-discovery.

  5. stock up on pop tarts and coke-a- cola, and have a good ol’ time. LOL

    I’ve tried to clean when I have alone time – never really works…I always end up side-tracked on something completely useless that takes up 3 hours of my time, and nothing looks clean…but my one box with all the kid clothes that I can’t bear to get rid off, is nicely folded and looks good. AHHH…memories – that’ll take a good week.

  6. You should organize my Flickr! Papa

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