Today was an odd day at home. I got a big delicious gulp of what my previous life as a lady with no kids was like. My semester officially ended last week, so I have the next few months to study, prepare for the next fall semester and enjoy time at home with the kids. But, there is a catch. The kids are in school two days a week. Even though I am done with work, I decided to keep them in school as if I was going to work. Today was the first day of being at home with no kids. And as much as I missed hearing their giggles, it was FABULOUS.
I spent the morning studying, getting caught up on homework, drinking coffee and even checking my email and Facebook accounts as much as I wanted to. Why? Because I COULD! Instead of having to rush to get as much work done as humanly possible when my kids napped, I had all luxurious day to be productive.
Who knew that spending hours cramming loads of potentially useless, hopefully inspiring, information into my head would be so invigorating? I felt free and liberated and not one bit guilty that I was at home living my most missed life of academics while someone else sat on the floor and played choo-choo and changed diapers.
Honestly, I know that today I felt like I was playing hooky from parenthood and stealing a day of freedom from some unsuspecting bystander. The awesomeness will wear-off. I am guessing that I will start to miss the chaos of life with the kids as I sit in my dungeon office in the heat of the summer, waiting and wishing for a sticky-fingered distraction to pull me away. But, for now, I am still giddy with excitement and looking forward to spending the day with my precious babies tomorrow . . . knowing that Thursday will be another day of scandal with a computer, library access card and term paper to write.
The balance of the world seems to be coming on to its own.