I had a bad weekend. I worked Saturday, then came home, did my normal “stuff” and sat outside for hours on my back porch with my dog. Sitting outside actually felt great- the breeze was nice and cool and I could hear wind chimes sounding from several blocks away. I finally came in and ran to the store to buy steaks to cook out on the grill. I bought 3 nice size steaks, one for each of the kids, and one for myself, along with pototoes to bake and ears of corn to roast. I enjoyed sitting outside cooking everything on the grill and read a magazine while I waited for the yummie food. By the time dinner was ready, the kids had all gone to their friends for the evening, so I was alone.
Usually alone is okay for me, but for some reason, it really upset me this weekend. I sat and ate alone, cleaned the dishes alone, then put on my pajamas before 9:00 pm. I decided I’d take advantage of the alone-time and watch some trashy TV. However, couldn’t find anything good to watch, wasn’t interested in any of my DVD’s, and was tired of reading. I finally went to bed as I figured I’d catch up on sleep. I must say, I slept like a baby. I had the window cracked just enough to let the breeze in, so it was wonderful. However, the loneliness continued through Sunday. I didn’t put on any makeup Sunday- instead read the paper for an hour, then went to pick up my son from his friends house. He and I mowed the yard and then I sat in my room. What was wrong with me? I couldn’t believe I was having a pity party-that is just not like me. My son even asked me if I was okay. I told him “yes, I just want to be quiet today”. Sunday night, I was again in bed before 10:00 pm- something very unusual for anyone in my house. However, I awoke this morning with a burst of energy. I had to be at work at 6:30 am today for a special project, so I was out the door and arrived at work early. All day long I laughed and cut up with co-workers- I even ripped my favorite pants on a wire and laughed. When I picked my son up after school today he commented that he was glad to see me in a better mood. I thought about it for a minute and thought “oh yea, I had been in a bad mood- hadn’t I”. Then I realized, Its okay to be alone sometimes. Apparently I needed “alone” time over the weekend, and didn’t even realize it. Alone shouldn’t always be scary and quiet doesn’t always have to be “loud”, if you know what I mean. So, enjoy your YOU time- it doesn’t last.