What It Means to be Lonely

The house feels so empty. The cats are on edge. Nothing feels the same. It's chick-TV, or quiet. There are no dishes to do, no laundry to fold, no pots to stir. Nothing to do but....ahhhhhh, breathe.

My boys left Friday to visit family a few hundred miles away. They've made the trip safely, and are having a great time. Meanwhile, I'm a bit at loose ends. It's wonderful, peaceful with just a touch of melancholy. For someone who feels as if she's in perpetual motion, it's pleasantly disconcerting to just be still.

It'll be short-lived, to be sure. My boys are expected back tomorrow afternoon. Life will return to normal, hustle-bustle, demands and whining, hugs and kisses, purposefulness.

So I'm going to enjoy tonight.


  1. hope you enjoyed the quiet! thanks for the blog comments. and it's too funny. *we* go to your church too. :) i'll have to introduce myself soon as a blog lurker. :)

  2. Hey there!
    How nice to have a night to yourself! I know what you mean though, after being used to perpetual noise, it's odd to have the silence! Enjoy!
    Take care,

  3. I saw you thermos recipe on the Hillbilly Housewife blog - where do you get sloppy joe seasoning packets? (We get sloppy joe sauce - store brand - in a can.)

  4. @ calico - we get it in a packet where you buy the single serve powdered gravy packets and taco seasoning (they usually run about $0.50 each). But I don't see why you couldn't use 1 cup of canned sloppy joe mix, and just reduce the amount of water by 3/4 to 1 cup...just be ready to thinken it a little with a cornstarch slurry if it's still too thin. HTH, and happy cooking!

  5. I hope you had a nice time alone...and thank you for the uplifting comment and great thoughts on my recent post.