I was reading Yarn Harlot’s blog, and I can’t help but be a little jealous. The idea that I could be alone, anywhere, for a few days sounds like heaven. Yes, I would miss my dh and dd terribly, but I am pretty sure I would get over it quickly.
To have the time to read, to knit, to sit and think. To exercise and not have someone ask me just as I start to sweat “When are you going to be done? I want to…”
To make whatever [I]I [/I]want to eat when [I]I [/I]want to eat is mindblowing.
I don’t know…maybe it’s the cabin fever talking (we are going into our 6th month of snow and winter here) or maybe it’s the regret that I never lived by myself…I am just longing for a few days of alone time. I am NEVER alone. At work, I have people all around me. At home, I have my dd with me constantly (it’s nice to use the bathroom in peace, but that rarely happens either!), and then my dh comes home. My life is all about giving to other people…I’m support staff at work, I’m a mommy to an only child, I’m a wife who is very involved with her husband’s minstry (he’s a pastor).
It would just be great to have a little ME time. It seems like everything I want to do is crammed into little nooks and crannies of time…in between all of the other things that need to be done for other people.