I've been off work since Friday at 6 p.m. Two whole days in a row, an actual weekend
. I'd not had a day off in 7 days, so I was happy to have it! Also, Charlie left Friday evening to go with his dad to an air show in west Texas and got home tonight (Sunday) around 9 p.m. I started missing Charlie on Saturday, but my being happy for him to get away and hoping he was having fun outweighed my missing him.
As much as I love being alone, I don't like being lonely. By the time Charlie got home tonight, I was lonely. I have two more years with Charlie before he graduates and I hope they go by very, very slowly.
I'm not sure I know who I'll be yet when I don't have a child at home anymore.