Adapting is the name of the game
Learning to accept a “new” normal
Realizing that in the 20 years of child rearing, hubbie and I haven’t gotten lost
Being excited because everything is in the same place as it was last night
Not picking up pillows and quilts all over the living room
Not picking up towels all over the bathroom
Not hearing “SHUT UP” or “IDIOT” a single time this morning
Not having a mountain of dishes this morning (boys eat 24/7)
Not hearing, Mom, what did you do with my ________
Not hearing, Mom, I need money
NO competition for the bathroom this morning
Not having to think about supper tonight (hubbie’s in a meeting, I can eat what I want!)
Not having to wonder if the upstairs toilet got flushed
Realizing that the house is NOT too quiet, I can actually hear myself think – and someday soon, I’ll actually be ABLE to think again!
So….after yesterday and the teary goodbyes and phone calls (a little sadness in the voice) at bed time, my evening lamentions turn to joy in the morning!!!!!!!