When it was decided that everyone but Tashi, Tigger and I would go camping I was so very excited....this meant alone time lots and lots of alone time for me.
I made plans. First the liquor store for a bottle of wine, then the store for easy peasy dinners that are over priced but yummy. Then I went home.
When I got there the family was already gone so the house was eerily quite...just one dog and the cat were waiting for me. I thought to myself this is just like when I was single...woot woot.
It was a little unnerving for it to be so quite (our house is never that quite) but soon I was embracing it dancing around in my underwear drinking a glass of wine. I watched TV I wanted to watch with out worrying about content or if anyone else would like it.
It sounds lovely doesn't it and it was for awhile but the later it got the lonelier I got. I had no one to talk to but the dog and while she listens to everything I say she is not much of a conversationalist. Then I started to get freaked out by the quite and that I was in the house all by myself.
I went through the house double and triple checking all the windows and doors making sure they were all locked and secure. I then locked myself in the bedroom with the dog and cat as added protection. But as I lay in that big bed all by myself I thought...I am not enjoying this nearly as much as I thought I would.
I no longer wish for my solitary single girl ways.