A Preview…

No, no, I don’t have another book out yet (that is wishful thinking!). I am talking about what life would be like without having your children living at home. Ours have just been visiting their friend in Australia, thanks to a very accommodating mother (thanks, Donna, you are a trooper!) and I will pick them up tomorrow after a ten-day absence, the longest they have been from home without us.

So, what has it been like? Did I get terribly melancholic? Did I get bored? Did I fight with DH all the time? Nope, none of these. Did I party? Did I jump with joy? Did I think I finally had my own life back? No, I can’t say I have either. It had it’s pro’s and con’s. What I liked was not having to clean up after them all the time. And not having a ton of washing to do. And being able to cook without anybody complaining that they didn’t like it. That’s about all the pro’s I can think of. The con’s are slightly more numerous. I had to do the poop scooping myself (yuk!), I had to empty the dishwasher myself, I missed the routine of seeing them off to school and picking them up in the afternoon, I missed our chats whilst having a cup of tea in the afternoon. Basically I missed their presence, the house is a lot more quiet without them.

I guess I am fortunate that I have a really good relationship with my DH. Before we became romantically involved we were very good buddies. I suppose that makes a difference in the long run. Yes, I do argue with him now and again, and I have in these last few days (no exception there), but I didn’t have any breaks removed because the kids weren’t there. We know each other inside out and take each other as we are. I don’t know if that is the secret to a life-time relationship, but it sure helps. DH had planned the time off to work in the house, not knowing the kids wouldn’t be here. So we didn’t plan to be with just the two of us. It was the first time in nearly fourteen years that we had such a long time together. And it worked. We didn’t work in the house as much as we wanted to, but we had fun. We slept in nearly every day, we went out for breakfasts, lunches and dinners (not all of them on one day and not every day, mind you), and we worked together. It worked.

Now I know that I won’t mind my DH’s retirement. I know it’s still fifteen to twenty years away, but it’s nice to know anyway.

I do hope the kids will visit often though…

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