The house was eerily quiet today!
I forget how quiet it is when nobody is home. My husband was home on vacation last week, and both kids were home too. It was fun, it was lively. I thought I would be ready for everyone to be back at school and work today – to revel in the silence that once belonged to me. I was mistaken – I actually missed the constant buzzing around, giving the kids a hug, and hubby pecks on the cheek throughout the day.
After I dropped my daughter off at school and return home, the house was so still and silent. It was kind of creepy! When my daughter came home from school, I gave her a big hug and told her how much I missed her. My husband got the same reaction when he walked in the door from work. It makes me realize how much of life really is consumed by work. I know it is necessary but I can’t help but think how much stronger the family unit would be if work weeks were four days long instead of five. Anyone with me on this?
I know I will get used to the silence, yet again, but for now I am not liking it as much as I thought I would.
