And then the giddy comes on. I realize that for the first time in FOREVER I am sitting and doing what I want to do. I am blogging with no interruptions, unless you count the teenagers but man they are funny! I can sit and read my book without hiding in the bathroom. If I want to sit down and have a drink with some friends I can because I don't have to get anyone to bed or help them get a snack, go get a drink, answer a bazillion questions or the countless other things that happen on a daily basis as a mother to 6. Right now I can just BE.
I remind myself to enjoy it. To count myself lucky that my husband is the kind of guy that can handle it. That he understands that I need it. That after this never ending summer when my calm has left the building and my stress level is sky-rocketing, I get this chance. I remind myself that feeling guilty defeats the purpose. And tomorrow when I go home to my husband and my kids maybe I can be a little bit more patient and little bit less frazzled. Maybe I can figure out how to fix the shoe storage problem, get down on the floor with my baby who is starting to walk, not ruin my whole day when the bus shows up 10 min early.
And remember that if life was ALWAYS easy, then sitting on the bed in this hotel room wouldn't seem so fantastic.
'til next time