A household of one, again
Why don't I have an 'awww, I need a hug!' ala Buffy closing credits icon? Not that I really do, but...
I have just waved my parents and sister off to the airport. The house already feels very empty. The coat closet is practically bare, the hundreds of boots by the front door have been removed, bedroom doors are open that had been closed and my fridge suddenly looks much emptier. It feels a little sad to think that my draining board won't see such a big pile of tea cups drying again for a long time.
At the same time, I'm not feeling quite as bad as I did the night Mum went home in October. It's going to be nice to have a routine back in my day, I won't be fighting for access to the washing machine and I can catch up on some of the TV shows that I haven't had time to watch while they've been here. Annie and Kate have loved all the attention and I know that they'll miss everyone, but life has been very disrupted for them over the past three weeks and they've been quite confused at times.
So on the one hand, I'm going to miss my family dreadfully but I'm also looking forward to getting back into the routines that I was in before Christmas. This time I intend to plan my weeks better (do more housework through the week to give myself time to do other things at the weekend) so that I can get out and enjoy myself more. This time I have things to look forward to that I wouldn't do if they were here and last time I was at a bit of a loss initially.
As much as I've loved having them here (and I really have), it's also been stressful because so many things went wrong and I felt like a bad hostess. I'm hoping that the next time they visit, it will be a little calmer around here!
Kate has obviously decided that I'm unhappy and curled up on my lap. Cats really are sensitive to moods around them. I'll have a report on my weekend shenanigans in a mo and also an update on my new rheumy.
I have just waved my parents and sister off to the airport. The house already feels very empty. The coat closet is practically bare, the hundreds of boots by the front door have been removed, bedroom doors are open that had been closed and my fridge suddenly looks much emptier. It feels a little sad to think that my draining board won't see such a big pile of tea cups drying again for a long time.
At the same time, I'm not feeling quite as bad as I did the night Mum went home in October. It's going to be nice to have a routine back in my day, I won't be fighting for access to the washing machine and I can catch up on some of the TV shows that I haven't had time to watch while they've been here. Annie and Kate have loved all the attention and I know that they'll miss everyone, but life has been very disrupted for them over the past three weeks and they've been quite confused at times.
So on the one hand, I'm going to miss my family dreadfully but I'm also looking forward to getting back into the routines that I was in before Christmas. This time I intend to plan my weeks better (do more housework through the week to give myself time to do other things at the weekend) so that I can get out and enjoy myself more. This time I have things to look forward to that I wouldn't do if they were here and last time I was at a bit of a loss initially.
As much as I've loved having them here (and I really have), it's also been stressful because so many things went wrong and I felt like a bad hostess. I'm hoping that the next time they visit, it will be a little calmer around here!
Kate has obviously decided that I'm unhappy and curled up on my lap. Cats really are sensitive to moods around them. I'll have a report on my weekend shenanigans in a mo and also an update on my new rheumy.