Absence of family
The family (my husband, son and daughter) took a trip to see the grandparents at their house in Murphy’s. I stayed back because I have to work. I left work with all these plans in my head of what I would do when I got home seeing that I didn’t have to take care of anyone but myself. Needless to say things didn’t work out as I planned. My plan was to go home and change my clothes head to the gym go home watch some TV and scrap. While on my way home I got the bright idea that I needed to go to the scrapbook stores looking for a specific punch I needed for a swap I’m doing. Found a punch upon entering the 3rd store which delayed me getting home. When I got home I walked by my son’s room and realized that his favorite blanket and pillow was left at home in the middle of the floor. Going into his room it prompted me to pick up all the stray toys and make his bed as well as pick up the items left on the floor that should have gone to Murphy’s with him. After I was finished in his room I picked up the dining room table to sort through mail and put everything else away that doesn’t belong on the kitchen table. Then I realized that my kitchen was a mess so I spent the time unloading the dishwasher just so I could load it back up with the dishes that were left in the kitchen sink. I checked my daughters room and realized it didn’t look that bad so I left it as is. I finally changed my clothes and called the pharmacy about a prescription I had called in earlier and was told that it would still be an additional 30 minutes. Not allowing me time to go to the gym in the interim I decided to pick up the toys strewn all over the living room and get that room looking uncluttered. I finally headed out to the pharmacy to pick up my prescription and by the time I arrived home it was 7:00. I try to get to the gym no later than 5:45 or it’s no use going. Considering it was now 7:00 I decided not to go to the gym and sit down in my semi-clean uncluttered quiet house. I sat there with my TV dinner listening to the quiet. In some ways I enjoy the quiet and I really enjoy not having to pick up after anyone. As far as the house is concerned it is as I would like it to be all the time. The quiet is nice for a short time but I definitely realized how lonely it can be for a long period of time. I’m enjoying my solitude but I will be happy when my family is back home and there are the sounds that let me know they are all safe and happy.