Guess where the huz is? Yup, home with me; that’s right.
Guess where the kids are? Yup…
For the very first time ever since having children, 3 years and 8 months ago, me and Chris took the day off, sent the children away and are at home together, alone. Like, not just for a couple of hours, or maybe for the morning; for the ENTIRE day – that’s 9 am to 5 pm, folks.
And oh, lord, it feels good. So far, my day has entailed sleeping until 10am while Chris got the kids up, dressed, fed and out the door to the neighbours’ where they will be (with the nanny) all day; pouring a cup of coffee, and sitting in the office for an hour, communing with all you lovely
The most labourious task of my day will be reheating the Thai leftovers for lunch.
Well, ok, I do have a husband sitting downstairs who may suggest we take advantage of having an empty house by
Sorry, I’m blushing. Let’s just say that my afternoon plans are to indulge in some x-stitch activity, and his are to indulge in some x-rated activity, I’m sure.
But, pffffftttt! We can do that when the kids are home. Let’s do something really crazy, like watch an entire movie without interruption, or maybe, listen to music with lyrics that don’t rhyme!
The only rule is that we are not to leave the house, because leaving the house causes serious time-suckage that we cannot afford. As it is, I only have 5 hours and 45 minutes left of Day-Without-Kids Day. Better go – there’s lots of things I have planned to not do today.