For the last few days I was swimming around in an alternate reality, where the husband and son are away and I became the owner of my time. I will admit that it was so invigorating and, in hindsight, a bit weird.
For almost 9 years, I count pregnant time, I have been beholden to other people for most of my waking hours. (often my sleeping hours too.) Between work, Mom this and honey that, I am emptied out most days. When most of those I am beholden to were gone for a few days and I had a modicum of freedom, the way that I used it surprised me.
I cleaned.
I could have been drinking margaritas by a pool somewhere but I spent all my freedom doing to my environment what I am unable to do any other time. This is the weird part. Is this a "mom" thing? Is this a "female" thing? Is it a manifestation of altered priorities or anxiety? Maybe it is all of the above.
Now everyone is home and I am so happy that they are back because I really did miss them, but there is that little part of me that wishes they had stayed away for just a couple more days so that I could have found a pool and an ice cold margarita.
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