By some powers of fate and destiny, and maybe some mis-aligned planets or something, I find myself at home this week.
The in-laws offered to take my girls with them to Brittany to visit family there. I would have gone with them except they’re leaving for two weeks and I didn’t want to leave my hubs here (who just started a new job and can’t get away) or the dog (who has dependency issues) for all that time alone. So we compromised. I’ll stay here for a week with the hubs and then go join my girls and in-laws in Brittany next week.
Except the hubs is still working long hours and doesn’t have a day off till Friday. Which gives me the house, basically to myself, for one whole frickin’ week.
Imagine the possibilities!
I could write a whole novel in a week of un-interrupted Kate time! I could do non-stop exercise and finally tone this flappy nearly-thirty figure back into it’s pre-child form. I could (re)learn how to play guitar! Sing at the top of my lungs! Dance around my house butt-naked!
Hey- I could do all three at the same time!
And yet. Here I am, mid-morning, sitting on the couch in my pyjamas and eyeing my tae-bo video like it might jump up and bite me. I don’t even remember how to accord a guitar. I have a whole manuscript that needs revising and no new flashy ideas so the manuscript-in-a-week project is out. The idea of getting naked for no good reason makes me cold just thinking about it. *shiver* The weather here sucks right now so no tanning in the backyard. *sigh*
I’ll probably spend the next week editing my MS, getting through every single book on my nightstand, watching whatever the hell I want. Oh!- and eating whatever the hell I want when I want to, enjoying the fact that I don’t have to make meals and clean up after five people for once. I should probably deep clean my house and re-organize our closets now that there are no little hands to tear the place apart. (*sniff* Though I must admit I miss those grubby little hands quite a bit right now.) And yes, maybe some exercise in between couch potato sessions would be a good idea too so I’ll probably take our helpless dog for a run in the mornings.
What would you do if you had a whole week to yourself?