Today was a nice day. The weather was gorgeous, clear with low humidity, and a nice breeze. I immediately was regretting that we had our big adventure yesterday instead of today. Who knew? I guess I should have paid more attention to the forecast, but I generally don't trust the weather guys. They're wrong more often than not, it seems.
With the great weather, you might figure we would be out and about today. Well, I slept off and on until almost 2 p.m. I don't think I have ever done that before. Noon is about as late as I've ever slept. I guess I should not have stayed up until 1 a.m., plus the early rising on Saturday morning for the big adventure, and I figure my body just needed the sleep. So I pretty much wasted half the day. This also explains why I vaguely remember my daughter checking on me at around 10 a.m., and then asking if she could have some lunch at around noon. On the flip side, Faithful Pup Scout was very content to just sleep the day away, as it wasn't too different from her normal routine, except she spent it on a nice, soft bed instead of on the floor in the kitchen.
At around 5, my daughter and I began to pack up her stuff for a week at her grandparents. With camp over, and work for me, Melody has to spend a few weeks of her summer vacation floating from house to house with both sets of her grandparents, at least until school starts at the end of the month. We packed up the car, along with her muskrat of a hamster, Macy, and I took her to Mom & Dad's. We had a nice visit, then I came home. And then it hit me. I was alone.
I tend to get a bit depressed when I'm by myself. That wasn't always the case. Before I met my wife, I loved taking road trips by myself, and I looked forward to doing that almost every weekend, along with big road trip vacations and cross-country trips at least once every year. Now, though, things are different. My wife and I loved to travel together, and we took many road trips. My daughter, too, loves taking road trips. I guess I've gotten used to someone always being around, and now I get a bit lonely. I have Faithful Pup Scout with me, so I'm not entirely alone. In fact, Scout loves it when it's just the two of us, and she gets me all to herself. But it's still not the same.
My boss had mentioned to me that I should take "me" days when my daughter is away, so maybe I ought to consider that. However, I also know that my boss is on vacation all week, along with most of my colleagues, so it's a bit harder to take off from work. But I am trying to come up with a few ideas for this week to get me out of the house. My default mode is to sit at home every night and watch TV until it gets too late for me to wake up comfortably the next morning. That's just pathetic sounding.
My conclusion to this is, if you have kids, your life is much more colorful than it could be without kids. Should you not be blessed with children in your life, you're apt to prefer your time alone.
This should be an interesting week.
Have a great evening, everyone!