A whole stretch of time home alone. From Saturday after work until noon today (Monday), I was able to do whatever I wanted. No husband or children.
I listened to music, ate Indian food and a ton of sushi, drank some wine, re-read Twilight, took a nap, had a long bath and watched romantic comedies.
I also did a little laundry, ran the dishwasher, put food in our solar cone and tidied up slightly. I went through forgotten, packed away clothes and accessories because my Project 333 ended this weekend. No heavy cleaning though.
I daydreamed while sorting through my jewelry box. Each pair of clip-on earrings or necklace reminded me of the person that gave them to me. My paternal grandmother, my long-lost friend, my darling husband. I was able to make some serious cuts. Items that I know I can live without. Items that I know I will never have an urge to wear. Ever.
I feel relaxed and rejuvenated. I’m also grateful to have my husband and kids back. It was quiet without them. But maybe I could have some more days like this every once in a while.
“The greatest wealth is health.” – Virgil