Yes! Tonight the house is all mine, baby! Or, should I say, no baby! This week I've been getting a little frazzled with non-stop toddler time, so Bruce proposed taking Emmie over to his folks' house for dinner, so I could have a few hours of me-time.
I just ran to the store and bought a bag of potato chips and a bottle of wine, ha! The clerk, who rings me up all the time, carded me! She's never done that before. I guess when I don't have a baby on my hip I look younger. Bonus experience!
I'm going to make junk food for dinner, eat it wherever I feel like, maybe while surfing the internet, who knows? I'll play music loud and get a little wine-buzz on and write poems in a notebook. It's going to be fantastic.
It's funny to think that less than a year ago, I savored the fleeting moments alone with Bruce and/or Emmie, sans in-laws. Now I'm extra selfish, needing some time to myself entirely. Well, I don't feel too bad. A month ago Bruce and a friend had a guys' trip up to Milwaukee to go to a concert. They got a hotel room, went to the bar and drank beer, rocked out at the show, went back and ordered a pizza. So, I figure, this is my turn.
Anyways, gotta go. My loving husband and daughter will be back before I know it. Time to let loose, solo style!
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