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All By Myself

The boys went on a fathers and sons campout this morning. They called from their tent. It's raining and they're playing Sorry.

The girls went to a neighbor's house to hang out.

The dog is pacing. 

The cat is antagonizing the dog by being in her way.

I have no responsibility except to clean up the hairball the cat just gifted to me.

I'm lonely.

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  1. GinaJune 11, 2010 at 6:49 PM

    What a rare luxury!
    Are you mad woman?
    Run a bath
    light a smelly candle
    put on some chill out music
    find the stashed chocolate bar at the back of the pantry
    go have some YOU time!
    Relax!!!

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  2. Kristina P.June 11, 2010 at 6:54 PM

    Soak it in, my friend!

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  3. Lisa Page RosenbergJune 11, 2010 at 7:39 PM

    Dude. I'm so jealous.

    I just spent all of dinnertime explaining that the thing is called a "clothes pin" not a "close pin." And why. And the history of their usage to modern day.

    It's only the second day of summer vacation. I just threatened to go out and sit in the car in the driveway to get 10 minutes of silence.

    Can I come over now?

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  4. HilloriJune 11, 2010 at 8:20 PM

    We have Fathers and Sonscampout tonight too! I spent all day getting them ready to go and packing the van for themso that when Rob got off work this evening, they could headout. Now that I have the little girls finally to bed, I'm too tired to enjoy my peace and quiet, and I'm lonely too. When Rob is gone, I NEVER sleep. But hey, when he is home, I still never sleep. Oh, to be a somniac! (Is that a real word...?)

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  5. CountessLaurieJune 11, 2010 at 9:07 PM

    I am sorry you are lonely... BUT I AM TOTALLY FREAKING JEALOUS!!

    (Oh hi, honey.. I am not typing anything... nope... nothing to see here)

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  6. LisaJune 11, 2010 at 9:21 PM

    I say watch a movie with popcorn and candy. They'll be home before you know it and then you'll have to share.

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  7. AmyJune 12, 2010 at 6:26 AM

    I find it hilarious that they called you from their tent.

    I know what you mean...when the house is empty it is hard to focus on an activity to relax with. It's as if the silence is too noisy.

    @Gina, I can't find the candy bar I bought yesterday (I really needed it after the day I had). Now I don't need it as much but I seriously WANT it. Hiding candy bars doesn't work for me. LOL

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  8. Mamma ChristineJune 12, 2010 at 7:50 AM

    :( But you'll love them that much more when they come home to "entertain" you. If it makes you feel any better, mine can't go 30 seconds without trying to kill each other this morning...

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  9. M-CatJune 12, 2010 at 6:13 PM

    It sounds perfectly wonderful to me. I think I'd jump in a bubble bath with a good book!

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  10. KamiJune 13, 2010 at 12:03 PM

    My kids are in Hawaii for a month so I'm feeling that lonely part. Go get a pedicure, go on a shopping spree or blog!

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  11. SusanJune 18, 2010 at 6:49 AM

    When you are a mother, those are the days of your life.
    Susan
    http://amazingcouponanddiscountdeals.blogspot.com
    http://joininandgogreen.blogspot.com

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