My boys are home.
Robert has been gone for the past two nights to a guitar show in Dallas with James, helping to sell James’ amp modifiers. Considering how many times I go out of town for art teacher conventions and workshops, I didn’t begrudge him this but it certainly did get lonely without him around.
Harrison was also gone for much of the weekend. He spent the past two nights with my parents, coming home for his sojourn to Lowe’s for some building action. I missed seeing him, but I’ll be honest—I am around him day in and day out from dawn to bedtime. I love him more than I love the air I breath, but sometimes I just need a little bit of a break from him.
This weekend with him at my folks’ was just about perfect. Not only did I get some much needed ‘Just Laura’ time—something that I hardly ever get as opposed to the goobs and gobs of ‘Just Harrison’ time—but I also got a good bit of ‘Just Mommy’ time during naps and at night. When he returned this afternoon, I was able to relax with him in a way that I’ve not been able to do in a while.
I guess we all need a day or two of break time every now and again to recoup. I’m glad, though, that my men-folk are back because as much as I like my break, I like them even better.
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