It is Easter Sunday and I now have alone time. Mick has taken the boys to a soccer match. The house is echoing with blissful silence. I can even hear a bird cooing along with the wind chimes outside the door. No deafening roar of a PlayStation, combined with the television blasing. No cries of "Muum, can you get me a cup of tea?" vying with "He started it!" to be heard.
Consequently, I cannot think of single interesting thing to write about. So I expect this blog entry will be boring as batshit. Just like all the others then, I guess. Oh well.
Whenever I have absolutely no hope in hell of getting near the computer, then, no doubt I would be bursting forth with all sorts of brilliantly witty insights and revelations (ie. full of shit). Today, I've got nothing. But since nobobdy is reading this anyway I guess it doesn't matter.
So, now that I have alone time, here is a list of things I could do:
On a day when most people would unite with their extended families for a big get together or bbq, I am quite content being alone. I have chocolate. Books. Carpenters. Computer. Ahhh, heaven.
I guess it seems like I don't really love my kids when I crave alone time so much. But I really do love them. I just really love them to go out with Mick and leave me alone sometimes too. This gives me time to ponder on things like the deep and intellectual thinker I am. Like my reflections on being so quiet and introverted. Coming soon.
Consequently, I cannot think of single interesting thing to write about. So I expect this blog entry will be boring as batshit. Just like all the others then, I guess. Oh well.
Whenever I have absolutely no hope in hell of getting near the computer, then, no doubt I would be bursting forth with all sorts of brilliantly witty insights and revelations (ie. full of shit). Today, I've got nothing. But since nobobdy is reading this anyway I guess it doesn't matter.
So, now that I have alone time, here is a list of things I could do:
- Exercise (I do need the endorphins. No point worrying about burning calories. I could jog to Melbourne and back and I still wouldn't have burned off the calories I've eaten in chocolate.)
- Blast Carpenters REALLY LOUD.
- Write
- Eat more chocolate
- Do 20 truck loads of washing up (hmm might actually be forced to, if I fancy a cup of tea later)
- Read a book
- Put away 20 truck loads of laundry
- Eat more chocolate
- Clear away/tidy
- Clean the bathroom
- Stare into space vacantly
- Eat more chocolate
- Have a bubble bath
- Call a friend
- Text a friend
- Ironing ( yeah right)
- Watch tv
- Watch a girly movie
- Eat more chocolate
On a day when most people would unite with their extended families for a big get together or bbq, I am quite content being alone. I have chocolate. Books. Carpenters. Computer. Ahhh, heaven.
I guess it seems like I don't really love my kids when I crave alone time so much. But I really do love them. I just really love them to go out with Mick and leave me alone sometimes too. This gives me time to ponder on things like the deep and intellectual thinker I am. Like my reflections on being so quiet and introverted. Coming soon.
