So my two weeks with Ollie have come and gone. They flew by very fast. It feels as if we hardly saw each other. The time we spent together early in the morning was usually with my falling asleep in a bowl of Fruit Loops. And the time we had together in the evening usually involved Ollie falling asleep in spaghetti. We were busy to say the least.
We did have a lot of fun on the weekends. We went downtown, the beach, the zoo, to play places, Target and the park (A LOT). We had a picnic and scootered and watched Dora too much. I am so proud of her. She is so little and young. And yet so brave. Not a single tear was shed during her "vacation" at my house until it was time to say goodbye to Cash Money. That was ruff.
And now, I've found myself childless again. "Single" again, as I've begun to call it.
I never know what to do with myself once they leave. Usually, I spend a whole weekend deep cleaning the apartment. You'd be amazed the different crevices kids can spread peanut butter and hide Barbie shoes.
People are reminding me that now I can finally have some "me" time. I was soooooo looking forward to it----and now I have no idea what to do. I painted horizontal stripes in the living room. I reorganized kitchen cabinets. I threw away IKEA crap. I bought a Swiffer and changed light bulbs and got an oil change. I'm about to break out the sewing machine if something exciting doesn't happen soon.
I think the universe is trying to scream at me that I am just happier when I am being mom.
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