Tough Day.

I find myself sitting alone at home, listening to the sounds of the dishwasher and washing machine.  Normally, I wouldn't even notice these sounds, but they are prominent in my home today... the first day of school.

I've tried to make this an exciting time for the kids, and feel I have succeeded in doing so.  They all seemed ready to go this morning when the bus came to get them.  Deep down, I was hoping this day wouldn't come.  I MISS MY KIDS!

I enjoy having them here and being a part of my day to day.  The ins and outs.  The routine of it all.  I feel a bit lost today.  It's too quiet, and I'm finding it difficult to get motivated to do anything.  Even knowing that I have company coming tomorrow isn't enough to get me moving.  I have picked up the kitchen, washed and dried some laundry, and routinely checked facebook and emails.  There is more to be done... I know this!  Lots more!

I still have another hour and a half before Sydney comes home, and two and a half hours until the boys arrive.  Let's see how much I can get done...

I guess you could say that I'm not the usual parent... I don't look forward to, anticipate, or even desire the start of a new public school year.  It's just the opposite... I dread this day every year!!  

I will, now, try to get some things done around here... anxiously awaiting my kids.  Man, they're good kids!

cw