|blooming prickly pear cactus|
It's quiet here by myself.
I'm mostly fine with that. I need my alone time to recharge. Some solitude is good for the soul. But it is a little weird, especially at the beginning of each school year.
I'm alone with my own self-discipline (or lack of) and to-do list. Alone with my daydreams and nostalgia. It's a wonderful, and dangerous, place to be.
So I will do chores and get busy with work projects. I will rejoice that I get to pick my background music, without anyone complaining or making fun of it! And each day, before I know it, it will be time to pick the boys up from school.