Grandma's Pearls

Home alone

So, today I am home alone for a few hours and it got me to thinking about how I felt when my kids started moving out andgoing on with their lives. After having 5 kids, you would think that I would be happy and releived that they are all finally getting their own place to live. You would think that I would say, Whew!, finally some peace and quiet but I have found that just the opposite has happened. It's like , ok, break time for me. Hooray!!!

Then you think, ok, break time's over, where did everybody go? Hello? Anybody there? OK, this isn't funny anymore, somebody come over, somebody call me, somebody need me for anything! Somebody buy me a cell phone, something, anything, Hello?

It takes a lot of concentration to get used to the idea that your home alone. My tv is on when I am home because I can't stand the quiet. The quiet is too LOUD!!! I have learned all kinds of things to do after the house work is done. I can crochet, I can paint a picture(not by numbers), I can make jewelry and I can do all kinds of stuff all by myself, which is boring as all hell. But, I can tolerate doing these things because I like to do them and now I have tons of free time to do them.

Oh, my phone is ringing, someone needs me for something! Hooray, I have to go meet my daughter at an empty house she is cleaning. YEAH! I have something to do and someone who needs me for something! I'll write some more tomorrow. BYE!!