I’m currently getting those rare couple of nights without my boys being in the house. Last time we weren’t together was when I was in San Francisco a little over five months ago. The house is dead quiet, there’s no picking up to do, dishes to wash that I didn’t create myself, clothes to wash or telling someone to go to bed. So what do I do with myself?
Besides working, packing to move house, Ebaying anything I can get my hands on and sending everything else to the charity bins, I did manage to have a nice dinner out tonight with one of my closest friends. It was at a gorgeous beachfront restaurant where we had seafood and wine and a beautiful hot-melt cheesecake with a pistachio crust and vanilla bean ice-cream. It was funny, as the last time we were both at this restaurant, we both shed tears. Me, because it was the second last night with my lover in Melbourne and we talked about some of our realities. She, because she was the new addition to her lover’s family life and his family were upset with him for leaving his wife. Oh what we put ourselves through. 🙂
I have also managed to get in some exercise – runs along the beach, a girlie flick and it was so nice this morning waking up with no screams, TV or clashes of dishes to be heard.
But I do miss them… miss hearing them tell me how the other did wrong by them, when they come up and give me a cuddle or when they are excited about something they are about to do. I have two more nights of quiet time before it comes back again. Maybe I should just enjoy it while it lasts 🙂