^Squandering is exactly what I've been doing the past 3 days and let me tell you, that shit is GLORIOUS. Of course, I've spent the past 4.5 years either working a 12-14 hour day or spending 24 hours a day with at least one kid if not two, so my bliss comes from a different place
Day 3 of my staycation, and I think I'm just about done here. Monday I spent a good while cleaning house and doing laundry because I couldn't spend the next 2 days walking/sitting in crumbs. My house had crumbs in places that I can't even figure out how they got there. It was disgusting, so I remedied that and have pretty much been a bum since...partly because I can and partly because I didn't want to undo all the work I put into cleaning. I just wanted to exist in a clean house for a few days. It's the simple things, really.
I actually got to sleep on the couch uninterrupted yesterday. I don't think anyone without kids can understand how HUGE that is. Usually, I shut my eyes for 5 seconds before I'm jarred awake with , "MOM, DON'T GO TO SLEEP. WAKE UUUUUUUP!". I got to fall asleep and wake up on my own several times throughout the evening. It was magical. Euphoric even.
So today I'm just bored. I could go out and explore the city, but I'll be honest, that's just not my thing. Hiking would be cool, but I jammed the piss outta my toe on Monday and can't really do strenuous activity yet. I'd hoped for my triumphant return to the gym this week, but again, toe'd. I think I may paint my bedroom. I've got the paint already so it's just a matter of getting it on the walls. I keep putting it off because my bedroom has cathedral ceilings, so two of the walls are like pentagons that get 12 or 14 feet tall in the middle...I'm only 5'4. Not sure I can reach lol.
Whatever I do, I can promise it won't be sitting around again. I feel like I'm going to jump out of my skin. I'm going to have to take up a hobby or something from now on because by a huge stroke of luck, Piper started school yesterday. Holt got her into a head start program! She's now going to be out of the house from 8-1 every day. Mostly when she's with her dad, but I'll get Thurs and Fri of each week. That's just unbelievable to me. I've been with her 4 days a week, 24 hours a day for the past 4.5 years and now I'm going to have 2 partial days to myself?!! Good gooberly goo I need it. Mama-ing is some serious business and I'm worn the hell out. Love that kiddo with my life, but she about did me in. I'm too old for this shit now