Lamenting about my lack of creative energy, my lack of time for creative endeavors, and my lack of energy for anything of the sort.
You would think that the Mom of 2 teens would have plenty of time for fun stuff. It's not like I'm chasing toddlers around, fixing endless meals (oh, wait, sometimes I'm still doing that one), changing diapers, cleaning up cheerios and spit up etc.
I used to see Moms of older kids and wondered what the hell they did with all of that time on their hands. I still wonder that; what the hell am I doing?
So this Friday, when hubby takes D out to the Giants game (they have luxury box accommidations thanks to baseball coach's company) and P will no doubt be out galivanting around town with his peeps, I will hole up in my house with some good music and my laptop, and my scrapbooking stuff, and my latest read (a future post) and enjoy the time. I had thought briefly about doing a girls night, but we go out so much with our friends so it's a solitary night for me instead.
At least that's the way I have it planned.