Alone

[pegkerr]

I have been alone for ten glorious hours. You have no idea how rare this is. Rob has been at work and the girls have spent the day out being spoiled by their grandma, who is in town. I went to a coffee shop and bought a coffee and a scone without having to buy for two little girls who squabbled over what to order because I always make them split their treat since coffee shop muffins are so big that if they each got one their dinners would be ruined. I got to wander around a garden store for an hour without anyone whining that they were bored and want to leave. I did a yoga workout. No one was blasting Avril Lavigne next door. I made a sandwich for dinner: wheat bread spread with a mixture of pumpkin, peanut butter, ricotta cheese and wheat germ. Nobody was there to complain that pumpkin was icky. I started rereading The Jane Austen Book Club. Nobody interrupted me.

Public radio is playing Evensong. The fairy lights around the ceiling of my office are lit, bathing the room with a soft indirect glow. Perhaps I shall light some candles. It is so peaceful.

It is so quiet.

When are they going to be home?