The columnist reflects on a rare weekend of solitude in her home, a chance to recharge after years of constant parenting. With her husband taking the children away, she experiences a blend of excitement and anxiety about making the most of the rare child-free opportunity. Amidst juggling personal deadlines and enjoying the absence of her children, she humorously addresses the challenge of maximizing relaxation and the pressure to not waste this fleeting moment of solitude.
In 11 years, I could count on one hand... the amount of times I've been alone overnight in my house.
I had a monstrous deadline and so was sitting this particular parenting hell out... I love going on long car journeys locked in with wild animals.
Last weekend was a blue moon event in my life... alone time in my own house.
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