Saturday, October 22, 2005


I'm leaving my family today. No, nothing THAT dramatic. I'm not going away permanently. I'm just leaving for the night. A friend in Portland is having a small Girls Night and I'm going. By myself. Alone. ALONE! I need it. A need a break. It's been a long week. Mr. Chick was out of town working for 4 days. FOUR. That's a lot of "togetherness" for the kids and I. We're sick of each other. So I'm escaping for a bit. I'll be gone fewer than 24 hours, but the time will be just what the doctor ordered.

I'll get to drive 2 hours by myself in the car. No "are we there yet?" every 3 minutes. No too-cheerful kid music. Just me. I'll get to eat dinner on my own. In a restaurant, no less! No stern looks to get a child to stay in their seats. No mouths to wipe. No apologetic glances at the waitress because of the big mess. No hassles. Hell, I may even order a glass of wine. Then I get to visit with some friends I don't get to see often enough. Without an animated video in the background keeping kids occupied so adults can talk. Without having to wrestle kids into pajamas and read bedtime stories. No fights over brushing teeth. NO DISHES TO CLEAN! No whining. Just some lovely, fattening dessert and more wine. Then I get to sleep at my parents house. They're out of town so it will be quiet and peaceful and calm. I'll have the whole house to myself. I won't have to keep an ear open as I sleep listening for a child to wake. I won't have to deal with a snoring spouse. I can sleep in! If I wake up early out of habit, I don't have to get out of bed! I can roll over and go back to sleep! I can shower and pee without an audience! People, this is major. I can decide what and where I want breakfast. Do I want to fix my own and eat it in front of the non-kid TV? Would it be better to just go to a breakfast place and eat out and therefore yet again avoid doing any dishes? I'll probably opt for that. I can sit and read or crochet or do whatever *I* want. No one declaring they're hungry - again. No one shitting their diaper. Nothing. Just peace and quiet and owning my own time. For a change. And I really, really need this. I need to get away and recharge. I need to clear my head. I need... something. Space. So cliche, but I need some space. That's exactly it. I need to get away from the incessant neediness of kids. God, they can be SO needy. All day long needy. I love them, but I need to get away from them. Just for a few precious hours. One night. Less than 24 hours. That's all. And then I'll come home. Just in time for their naps, if I time it right. So I can ease back into my life. Before it all starts up again - the life of a SAHM.

And I'll probably have missed them and be very glad to be back. Or maybe not. All I know for sure is that I need this escape.

I feel that way frequently. And I had a couple hours last night too. Met up with an old friend and had a couple beers... And by the time I got home, the kids were in bed all snuggled up and sweetly sleeping. God Bless Space.

I hope you had a nice and relaxing/rejuvenating time.
Aren't girls' nights out awesome! I need one so badly, too. I can't wait to find out how your 24 hours went; I'm living vicariously though you! (unless you count my trips to Target, Old Navy and Barnes and Nobles ALONE while the kids napped, a break. And yes, most of the purchases were all about them!)
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