::: will you come back to me, will you come back to me, baby, baby :::

It's been three whole weeks since I said goodbye to my two youngest daughters, and tomorrow morning I will alter my normal Friday schedule of volunteering at My Favorite Thrift Store to welcome them back home. I'm so excited because I have a wonderful surprise for them which we will call The Big Project that Bo and I have been working on for the past three weeks! What is it? What is is? you ask. Well, you'll have to tune in tomorrow to find out. I can't risk spoiling the surprise, now, can I? Plus, I'm not done yet.

It's been a strange experience for me here without children during the day. Is it okay to say that I've enjoyed it? I have. There. I said it. I mean, after nineteen years of homeschooling children, and never, EVER, EH.VER. being alone in my house for more than a few hours, it's been a good time for me to experiment with what I will want to do when the little peeps spread their wings and flit their little tailfeathers goodbye.

And what do I want to do?

I have no idea.

Here's what I spent a lot of time doing these past three weeks:

The Big Project (to be fair, that took up most of my time);
Eating a lot of fast food;
Checking my facebook;
Reading tweets;
Wandering from room to room trying to figure out what I should do that would be the best use of my time;
Eating Oreos;
Reading books for two upcoming book reviews;
Alternating between avoiding The Big Project and panicking about The Big Project;
Driving.

That last one just kills me. I think I spend more time in the car than I spend sleeping and eating put together. I'm thinking about doing something that will allow me to have my license revoked so that I don't have to ever get behind the wheel again. My grandmother never did learn to drive. She allowed people to take her where she wanted to go, or she walked. Wise woman. Of course, if I depended on people to take me to the grocery store and the hair salon, I'd probably starve to death with dreadlocks.

Okay. I've been avoiding The Big Project for fifteen minutes now. Time to get back at it.

Hey, by the way, if you're out there, would you mind leaving a comment? It's not necessary, you know, and it's not like my self-worth depends on it or anything, but it would be, you know, kind of nice. That's all.

And with that....