The boys are gone. The house is eerily quiet; totally still, and totally clean.
I enjoy the silence and the freedom but I will be itchin' for their return on Sunday. They need the break and "guy time" is important; away from Mom, the neighborhood, homework, their daily "responsibilities". I hope they catch some fish.
I will clean closets, organize the basement, contemplate a little gardening in spite of the dreary weather, hopefully brave my first farmers market outing in the morning. I hope to catch up on my ever growing stack of magazines, watch a movie, take a nap.
And if I do absolutely nothing that's fine too.
At least I had the time to think about it.
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