I was single-mom-ing it last week while my husband was out of town on business. Actually, “single mom” is a bit of an understatement, since I was also single cook, single driver, single dishwasher, single taker-out-of-trash… you get my drift. My kids are great and helpful, I emptied my week of complicated scheduling, and picked easy and still-fairly-nutritious dinners to make BUT by Friday I was pretty much shambling around like the Living Dead. Doesn’t help that I sleep poorly while my husband’s away (it’s like I’m used to sharing a bed or something). It’s hard being on call all week long. You never go off duty.
By the time my husband–exhausted from his trip–got home on Saturday, my introversion was raging in full force. This takes the form of retreating into a room–any room with a door!–with the same music looping over and over again (Gaelic Storm and Loreena McKennit this time around) and losing myself in a world in my head. I also ignore any and all social media/RSS feed/news/anything that requires me to make decisions, but after a day or two of getting time to myself, I’m ready to face the world again.
So hello, world. How are you?