Friday was my first real kid-free day. The first day in five and a half years where I didn’t feel rushed to get home or guilty for being alone while someone else watched my kids.
Five and a half years. A whole morning. Free of kids. Don’t get me wrong, I love them to death, but I love being alone. Like really love it. LET US BASK IN THIS GLORY OF ALONENESS.
Other days where Christian came home to watch the kids when i had an appointment or an event to go to don’t count. No, today, everyone was where they were supposed to be: kindergarten for Rachel and Claire and preschool for Zoe. As a left the preschool I saw a friend and gave her the old jazz hands as I walked out the door sans kids. If I could do a cartwheel without slamming into a wall and breaking a femur, I woulda done it, but I dropped out of gymnastics at age 4 or so. Never could do a proper cartwheel, and now it’s coming back to haunt me!
I’m not going to lie. It felt a little weird and a tad bit wrong to drive away with an empty car. I’ve looked forward to these days with anticipation and dread. Anticipation because have I mentioned the part about five and half years? And dread because I fear that I won’t make the most of this time. I should work on that article that’s due in a few days, but I want to nap. I should clean, but I want to read a book, which, let’s face it, will only lead to a nap.
And thus emerges the evidence of how my “job” here is changing, and how truly fortunate I am to be able to have this job. We haven’t really had a very high standard of productivity for the past 5 years, but for some reason I don’t think “keep everyone alive and don’t burn the house down” as number one on my to-do list anymore.
The laundry should get done, the kitchen floor destickified. Basically all of the things I had a really hard time doing with 3 little kids coming right behind me and undoing it. Important errands will get run. I’ll be expected to stay current on my work so I’m not up until midnight or later every night. Or if I am, it’s because I’m binge watching Orange is the New Black.
Today’s job duties entailed:
6am wake up call and shower.
6:30am wake up call and breakfast for the big girls.
Get everyone fed and clothed with presentable outfits, smooth ponytails, and fresh breath. Mostly.
Walk the big girls to school.
Finally open their online accounts so they can make cafeteria purchases.
Take Zoe to preschool.
Zip into Target in search of sunglasses (left empty handed. #miracle). Do you know how long it’s been since I could just ZIP in somewhere because I had an extra 30 minutes before my next stop? If I’d had 3 kids with me it would take me 30 minutes to get everyone out of the car and up to the door, only to have to turn around and strap everyone back in.
Eye doctor appointment, AKA the first appointment I have made for myself in FIVE AND A HALF YEARS where I didn’t have to confer with my husband for child care. Let us mark this day on the calendar of milestones.
Zip into another Target to continue the Great Sunglass Hunt. Found some! It’s very First World of me, I know, but I left my sunglasses at a friend’s last weekend, and have been plagued with daily headaches from squinting in the bright sun. It’s okay to roll your eyes.
Home for lunch of salad with rotisserie chicken and avocado.
Check containers of Chobani yogurt in the garage fridge to make sure they aren’t a part of the recall.
Enjoy some non-recalled yogurt.
Edit a friend’s writing resume.
Start a silly, self-absorbed blog post about what I’m doing on my first kid-free day. <— And you’re reading it right now! Worlds are colliding!
Pick up Zoe from preschool.
Head to the elementary school for the annual kindergarten Teddy Bear Parade & Picnic. Serious cuteness knows no bounds.
End kid free day. But start weekend early because Christian came home early for the parade. Holla!
It went faster than I thought it would, thanks to the doctor appointment, but honestly, I look forward to picking my girls up every single day. Even if they’re still reporting back that kindergarten is just okay. I know they’re having fun and learning. But being with me trumps school right now, and that’s fine with me.