Well, I'm just going to come out and tell you. In a minute.
First, I want to tell you that the other day, a friend of mine (thank you, thank you, thank you!) came over to my house at 9:20 in the morning and loaded all three of my children in our van and took them away. She had my permission, of course. She took them to the children's museum in town and then to the park to play AND have a picnic lunch. Yes, she is a dear.
You should have seen the dance of celebration that erupted from Sam and Sadie as she pulled in the driveway. Poor Miriam really had no idea what was going on. She brought them back about four hours later. I racked my brain for days trying to decide the best way to fill my time while they were gone. I knew I would chose to stay home because I am rarely, rarely, rarely home all by myself.
But, what would I do? Work? Sleep? Read? Blog? Clip coupons? Sit in front of the TV and stare? I'm not one to take a long bath or do my toe nails or anything like that. I am one who likes to feel productive and likes being productive without umpteen interruptions. So, here's what I did. I'm sorry if you don't care. I'm going to tell you anyway.
I stripped the kids beds and washed all their sheets and blankets and hung them out to dry (it was a beautiful day). I did two additional loads of laundry.
I reorganized the pantry, pulling all of the full jars to the front and within reach, boxed up several large boxes of empty jars, and removed 31 jars of outdated home-canned food (most from 2008- I was a spazz that year).
I organized the smoke house (our attic) and put all the boxes of jars together.
I dumped all the contents of the outdated jars into a five gallon bucket (ding, ding, ding, ding, ding!). I won't even feed this stuff to the chickens. There were outdated pickled beets (we have plenty from 2009), old barbecue sauce, old chutney, old sweet and sour cucumbers and even 2 quarts of green tomato curry from 2007. Then, I washed all the jars and boxed them up, too. (They're being boxed up just to make the pantry easier to keep organized- I'm not going to quit canning or anything silly like that.)
I got three bags together of stuff to donate, got the mail and then...
I laid on the couch and read for a whole hour in peace and quiet.
It was wonderful. Oh. Did I forget to mention that I cried a little when they first left?
Yeah, I'm weird like that. Pin It