Alone, is always framed in such a negative way, for that I don't quite understand.
I get we all feel lonely from time to time, but being alone, is something I'm quite fond of. Maybe it's because it's a sense of being that is often out of reach.
Maybe it's because my children talk a lot, argue, or because my daughter has decided singing is her 'new hobby' so she says.
That sense of silence that brings absolute peace. I crave that.
This morning I went and had a massage and facial. I've only ever done that once before, and never on a week day when everyone else is going about their business.
For that I am grateful.
Hubby is going to arrange a visit to his parents and leave me behind. I've been busting to be 'left behind' for some time now.
"What will you do? Go out and party with the girls?" he asks
But I tell him I wouldn't waste my alone time like that. I want to clean my house up and bask in the cleanliness of it all. Perhaps I'll watch a movie, blog, scrapbook. Maybe I might even sew.
Regardless of what I will do I will be alone and I will love it.