astra_nomer | The Single Life

Last week, we shipped the kids off to my in-laws. DH and I got a bit of a chance to catch up with each other, with team building exercises like getting a several-hundred-pound bathtub out of the kids' bath and onto the curb. Oh, and there might have been a dinner and movie in there, too - my brain is a bit congested with dust resulting from the demolition of the bathroom.

Where was I?

So, on Friday, DH went off to retrieve the kids, on his own, since I am both weary of traveling and wary of sleeping arrangements at my in-laws'. I had the whole weekend to myself! In which I discovered that single, childless people have oodles of free time. I cleaned up my side of the bedroom, went grocery shopping, watched a couple of movies, worked on my paper some, hung out with a friend, and still had lots of time to play stupid computer games. I mean, I knew that having kids meant I had a lot less free time, but geez!

The family returned Sunday evening, and suddenly I felt overburdened all over again. Back to the daily grind. I love my kids and husband, and I have no regrets about getting married and having children early, but those couple days reminded me of some of what I've been missing.