That month went by quick huh? I dropped FIFO husband and FIFO kids off at the airport. New Year is lingering but we are officially back into the FIFO life for another year. Husband is flying back to work and the kiddies are spending a week with Nanna and Poppa so I can have a little rest. Now Im all alone, with the exception of the four dogs, three chickens and a newly found cat heaven forbid I have nothing to feed and take care of, apart from moi.
I arrived home and I thought I would run round the house Home Alone style but nothing. Came in dropped the keys and threw myself onto the bed and instead of relief I feel nothing. Right now I don’t really know what to do with myself. Im feeling a little lost like my arms have been hacked off. The house is so damn still. I’m not sure if I like it. I am sure I will get use to it though.
I have been dreaming of this week for six months and I have been contemplating all the things that I can do childless shop, art galleries, cafes, clean, paint, write, garden, massage, day spa and being able enjoy a red wine or dozen. All these things sounds so good but disappointingly guess what is forefront in my mind now that my week has arrived.Guess what I really want to do.
Sleep. I will get to sleep..alone..without being woken..I may even sleep in until say 7am. Where I then may stay in bed and read and perhaps sleep some more. Im so looking forward to bedtime. Im developing a little ritual in my mind as I write. How exciting is that. I can shower with out someone yelling mum mum where are you, I can watch some rubbish TV, I can wear my favourite home alone pyjama’s, I can sip on some damn fine good red wine, oh I can read a book undisturbed, oh no.. even better I can sleep in the middle of the bed unfurled instead of being twisted like a pretzel. I might just wake rested? Go figure rested and in a good mood from the minute my soon to be painted tootsies hit the floor.
Is that ever so pitiful that on a Saturday childless night all I’m looking forward to is bedtime and some good sleep? I mean really good sleep. I call it drunk sleep. I miss that sleep.
How times have changed.
Hmm so what to do before now and then perhaps a nice red will help me ease into the peace and very quite.
wish me luck
xxd
