I'm as happy as a little gurrl!

(10 pts of you know what I'm quoting)

Today at approximately 2pm Husband and the two boy children are leaving for overnight. For the third year running they'll go an hour away to a small town rodeo. The small town is where Husband's mother lives so I'll know that they will be fed, watered and have a place to sleep tonight. Also? This takes care of any "we really should go visit my mom" comments until Thanksgiving.

Every year Husband and the boys plan what they want to see and do. Tractor pull? Yup! Calf roping? You betcha! Demolition derby? Hell yes (and that actually doesn't start until 4pm on Sunday so I probably can't expect them home until about 8pm! That makes 30 hours of not having to be someone's mom or wife!)! There's even a small midway, so rides are defiantely on the agenda.

Little to they know that I have my own (silent, internal monolouge) itinerary....Tidy the house so I can enjoy cleanliness for more than 15 minutes? Yes! I wonder which one of my girlfriends is available to go out for supper? Jan is free? Yippee! I wonder where we'll go - definately some place non kid-friendly. I bet I could have a bath tonight that's 2 hours long and nobody is going to knock on the door. I'm looking forward to sleeping in. That's right Husband, no one is going to wake ME up! Mwahhahhahah!! I'll read the paper and drink a cup of coffee (or three) and then I'll go shopping! For shoes! And make-up!!

I love my husband and the life we have together. I love my boys - being their mom is the greatest gift. I also love having some quiet time for me and having it in my own house. This week-end is the only time during the year that this happens. I'll answer only to me, I'll act on a whim, I'll probably dance to really bad music (and the likelihood of it being naked dancing is there people!).

And, if I'm being honest with myself, I also know that by 8pm on Sunday night I'll be done. I'll be watching for them to pull up, and when they do I'll fly out the front door and hug them and kiss them and be so damn happy that they're back.

By 8am on Monday I'll be counting down the days until next year.