Home Alone

I've had the last few days by myself, and it's been kind of nice and kind of terrible.

Here's what is going on:  Once we knew when school was going to end, my wife wanted to go to Florida to see her mom. And my son is always up for a trip to Florida, because his grandma has a pool in their complex and he can go everyday and eat McDonalds.  Oh yeah, and he loves his grandmother too!

I might have gone too, but there was a big circus festival in town, and I wanted to attend.  And it cost an extra $400 to go. And I'll see the MIL next month  in July and then again in August, which is plenty.  I don't have a bad relationship with her, (slightly contentious is probably most accurate) but too much of something is still too much.

So on Saturday, after our big awesome Lego adventure, my wife and son took off, and I went to the circus festival.  It was awesome!  I saw a bunch of friends, saw some amazing shows (I counted 10 shows that I saw in a 4-day span, and I was sad because I missed a couple.)  I also got to meet some new people, and in general had a lot of fun at the event.

For the last couple of days, I've been rattling around the house.  I've been sleeping late and going to bed late, and reading, and doing some of those things I was supposed to do while my wife was gone (but not all, honey.  There's still plenty left to nag about, don't you worry! :O) )  And not one RISKY BUSINESS moment at all!  I must be getting old!


This is the first time I've been home alone for an extended time in a while.  I generally like it, but I really do miss my wife and son.  The house seems so empty without them.

Before I had a kid, I spent plenty of time by myself, (I was a little bit of a hermit-- I could spend several days in my apartment by myself and never leave it)  I just don't remember it being so lonely.  I wonder if I was just inured to it, or that I've gotten used to having my family around.  Or maybe I really do love them that much!

When they get home, I'll probably remember all the things that bug me about them, but I don't care.   They get back on Thursday, and it can't be soon enough for me.