It is rare for me to be home on a Saturday by myself. The sons are at the TAMU game and the husband travels and is never home anyway. Himself, the hubby, has called multiple times to check on me. I wonder what he thinks I’ve been doing all these years while he travels and I’ve been home for days on end with two little boys. After all, I can sit around and eat bon bons with or without the kids. (Sarcasm aside, we made that decision years ago so that I would be able to stay home and home school our children. I consider it a gift and am very grateful to my husband for making it possible.)
Having a blank canvas for the day was very appealing. Well, not really blank. I had a few business things to take care of, bills to pay and a sinus headache which is usual anyway. I wake up before daylight on most days. I don’t know why. I just do. This morning, after the sunrise and a light shower, I found this around the front of the house.
Around noon I was contemplating lunch and realized my choices were not limited to all things manly; such as: the usual, steak or sausage, taco or burritos, burgers or pizza. It slowly dawned on me that I didn’t not have to cook a large “stick to your ribs” meal that would be devoured in ten minutes and two hours later the ominous, “What’s for supper?” would waft through the house. It was delightful to know that it could be chicken salad and fruit without any complaints and dramatic, “I have to turn in my man card now!”
After lunch I packaged my handmade pumpkin soap. There are two colors, orange and white, both are goat’s milk with cinnamon spice fragrance. These will be in my antique booth at Hermann’s Downtown Brenham.
The day is winding down, but I saw a rainbow, ate a simple lunch, finished my soap, groomed the dog, talked to a friend, designed a card, and these came in the mail…
So it is Saturday and I just might be able to embrace this soon to be empty nest.