What happens at home…stays at home….

Well my dear readers I don’t believe I have much to share. You see, Erik took Alec away for the weekend. 

I’m pretty sure everyone knew this as I was shouting for joy from the top of my lungs. It was the day ‘hooray’ could be heard round the world.  My first time in about 4.5 years that I was left alone in my house without another human….no getting up early, no worry about meals, no finding  the _fill in blank here that is really sitting in the fridge directly in front of your face. 

No agenda.

ALONE.

Except for the one tiny fact that as the third child- I get lonely pretty quickly- it was bliss.

Of course, the furball was by my side but that was fine.  She is 99% self sufficient.  She likes to do what I wanted to do…lay around; sleep and hmmmm…maybe eat.  She did more of the sleeping while I ventured out for some shopping and brunch. She needs more sleep than I do.  I need to shop more than she does.

Did I mention I got 11 straight hours of sleep Friday night? 

No?

I got 11 hours of sleep.

Seriously.

I rocked this alone thing really well.

In the blink of an eye it was Sunday afternoon. I was in the screen porch reading a book and I heard the pitter patter of little feet the pounding of little kid feet who didn’t take their shoes off at the door running through the house–flinging open the screen door as it bangs on the side of the house, yelling “momma…I gotta pee” and just like that my boys were back.

My world was right again.

And Alec’s Adventure? 

I heard it was pretty fun exploring Albany and good time visiting cousin Leo, Courtney and Raja the dog.  I also heard that Alec and Raja were having conversations at the top of the stairs at 5AM one morning after having gone to bed at 11PM and then 4AM the next morning. 

That’s one adventure I am glad I missed.  ;)