Home Alone

Here I sit, alone, in my house. It feels so weird. But it is a much needed break.

Nate & the kids went to his parents house this weekend. They live 2 hours from us. They left yesterday when Nate got home from work. He dropped me off at my mom's so I could borrow one of her cars (Nate's is getting some work done) & when I got out of the van, Jasper freaked out. He cried & said, "where mama go?" It broke my heart. I opened the door & tried to give him a kiss but he didn't want anything to do with it. So I walked in to my mom's house crying. She assured me that everything would be okay & that this is good for me & them. It's Saturday & I'm thinking, "yea, this IS pretty good."

Last night I watched the end of "Rocky" and "The Karate Kid". I didn't fall asleep till 3 am though. I guess I'm not used to being here alone. I woke up off & on from weird dreams. Then finally about 9:30 am, I got up. I've done a couple loads of laundry & cleaned the front room & the kids' room. I mowed the back yard. And now I'm sitting here with sweat rolling off me. Sexy, huh? Nate? If you are reading this...we can't let the back yard get like a freakin forest anymore. I took the mower to the front & it won't start. Yes, there is gas. I don't know if I did something to it or what. So I just put it up & came inside.

I'm contemplating on going to a movie...by myself. NEVER have I went to a movie alone. I think it will be nice though. I thought about throwing a Kegger at my house, but decided against it :)