I had a night alone last night. I had to work late in Lansing and John wanted to take the girls up to his parents cottage to visit. A single, glorious night to myself. And what did I do? Not a damn thing. I have officially reached the "I'm old" stage. No desire to go out to the bar, or even another house. My excitement? Showering (in peace and quiet), scrapbooking and watching a DVR'd Grey's Anatomy (and SERIOUSLY, what is up with the dying kids on that show!). Yes, I know, mind blowing excitement. To top off my overly exciting night, I woke up at 6:30. So much for sleeping in.
Here's the truth. I missed them terribly (even John). Probably didn't help that I watched a Grey's Anatomy where a 6 year old girl dies. Good choice Maria. I rarely get a night like this (#2, ever). And, I did need some solitude. They are very attached to me, especially since John has had class 2 nights and one weekend day for the last 7+ months. They need to bond with him and do fun things with him. But, I can't wait for my chicklets to get home today!
Maybe we can get a couple hours outside before it rains - again. We may have secretly been teleported to Seattle. I am so sick of RAIN.
Today's high - 82. Almost 20 degrees above normal. Spring? Did I miss it?