...I have our entire house to myself. I can literally count on one hand how many times this has happened since our twins came home from the hospital. It's so strange.
And it's occurring for the most humorous reason. David is at a Baby Shower with the twins. And I am not.
Does that strike anyone else as funny?
His department at the college is a small one, and one of his coworkers is pregnant. The director is hosting a potluck/shower at her house this afternoon/evening. I work afternoons, and David is home with the kids. So, he packed up our kids, a baby gift and some chicken wings, and headed out to the party.
I finished work, ran some errands, and came home. To an empty house.
What's nearly as humorous to me is what I immediately start doing...well, after I pee -uninterrupted, and change out of my scrubs without a Little Person climbing up my pant leg.
I start cleaning. Like a mad woman.
I clean under the TV armoire and pull the cribs out from the wall to vacuum under them. I do all the things that seem impossible to do with two two-year-olds underfoot or sleeping.
I find this all amusing because when I'm in the trenches and I fantasize about being alone, I see myself laying on the couch and leisurely reading a magazine or watching a girly TV show....never mopping the laundry room or washing the curtains. And yet, that's exactly what happened this evening.
But the beauty of it all, is now I can sit here happily, in a clean home, awaiting my loved ones. And tonight I can relax with my husband, knowing all the chores -and then some- are complete.
Until tomorrow afternoon, when the goldfish cracker finds it's way underneath coffee table again.
Happy (clean) Friday night to all of you.
4 comments:
I laughed out loud when I read the reason why you were home alone. Ha! Clay would have never taken both boys out with him. :)
I'm so glad you got a night to yourself. I know how few those are now days. And girl I would have done the same thing. Clean, clean, clean!!! There's nothing like a clean house.
Well good for you for getting all that cleaning done!
On the rare occasion that Justin takes Noah out of the house and I'm home alone (it only started happening recently, and it's sporadic), it's totally hit or miss whether I'm going to try and relax or go into a cleaning and tidying frenzy.
Cleaning without "help" made perfect sense to me. Hope it gives you some extra time off over the weekend.
Love, Aunt Carol
Like Jennifer, I laughed out loud. I probably am more aware of the humor and irony involved in the fact that you enjoyed cleaning for at least part of your brief "family vacation at home."
I can remember some less orderly moments with a younger Kendra, growing up. You've grown up well. I love watching you parent well. Some day, you'll know what that feels like to watch your kids parent well. :O)
LOVE,
DAD
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