Seriously. Not that Floyd travels that much, but I just really don't like it. And here's why...
1) Bedtime. It's really no big secret that my children are terrible sleepers and trying to get them asleep by myself is like playing whac-a-mole. I almost get Annie down and Cole pops into her room - over and over again. The first night Floyd was gone, it took 2 hours to get them both asleep. And then Annie woke up 1 1/2 hours after that.
2) I have to make up errands so I make sure to talk to an adult every day. The first day, we went to the dino park and I chatted with the other mothers (usually, I'm the mom that pretty much avoids eye contact). The next day, my mom and Kelli took pity on me and came to visit. Who knows what I'll come up with for tomorrow.
3) Paranoia. I'll admit it, I get so scared alone at night. It takes forever to fall asleep. Mostly I'm scared that a crazy man will break in. Usually, I sleep on my right side. But when Floyd's gone, I have to sleep facing the bedroom door (who knows why - as if seeing him 5 steps sooner would save is), which is on my left side. And I hate it - it totally reminds me of when I am pregnant and spend the night either sleeping uncomfortably on my left side or feeling like I am going to cut off oxygen to my baby by sleeping on my right side. And then there are all those stupid noises a house makes which I am always sure are either A) a mouse (oh how I loathe mice) or B) the wiring popping and a fire starting. This situation is aggravated by the fact that since I often get to go see one or both of my sweet non-sleepers during the night, I have to fall to sleep multiple times and it is equally as difficult each time.
4) Cole needs to wrestle every night to get out extra energy and I HATE wrestling, but it's either me or Annie. I just really hope he grows out of this because I really HATE wrestling and do not want to spend any time watching real wrestling matches he may be involved in.
I guess there are some plus sides to business trips. Here's what I look forward to:
1) Not cooking. Last night, I picked up a Happy Meal for Cole while he was at tumbling. I ate banana bread and fruit - and loved it. Tonight, we ate fish sticks (Cole loves fish, all kinds). I didn't love them quite as much, but it definitely beats cooking.
2) Because of number 1, our grocery bill for the week is also ridiculously cheap. Which is nice because I usually spend a bit more time (and therefore money) shopping than I normally would so that I can find an adult to talk with.
3) Last night, I didn't brush my teeth. As I was putting the kids to bed, I thought "I should do something crazy since Floyd's not here." That's what I came up with. I toyed with the idea of sleeping with my contacts in, but decided I better not since I spent last week visiting with my opthamologist because of a stick-in-the-eye injury. I just got to start wearing my contacts again on Tuesday and had a really miserable time with the eye drops, so I decided not to chance it.
And that's all. So tonight, I'm headed to bed to listen for more imaginary mice and worry about crazy men. I really miss you Floyd - thank goodness you come home tomorrow.
6 comments:
That's funny! I hat being alone as well. Once when Darin was gone, I was so sure that someone was breaking in, I made Heidi come and spend the night the next day cause I was to afraid to go at it alone again!!!
I understand what you mean. Mike is out of town all the time so I have gotten used to it. When I go to sleep I put a movie that I have seen a thousand times on. That way I fall asleep listening to the movie and not the boogie man!
Ditto to everyone's comments. It's no fun being the home alone parent with little children. Next time Floyd goes out of town we will have to try to come visit you guys during the day or meet in the middle and go to the zoo or the discovery place in Salt Lake or something.
When Sean used to work graveyards- I would stay at my parents because I don't like to be alone either. I imagine the worst possible things. It is always good when they get home.
Hmm--I wonder where the paranoia about the "crazy man" spawned from..couldn't have been the waco crazy man from our apartment....I feel for you!! Next time you need an adult to talk to..even if not in person..give me a ring!!
I love it. I hate being alone, it is comforting to know others get scared too b/c sometimes I think I am seriously CRAZY for being SO scared! Now Katie don't get too crazy not brushing your teeth- hee hee- that was so cute.
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