Today was my first full day of freedom again.
It was wonderful.
I sat in silence.
I watched trashy tv.
I went to the bathroom without anyone banging on the door.
I talked on the phone.
I took a shower without having to stop even once to find out if screaming in the house was related to playing or a break-in and murder.
I ate hard boiled eggs and only had to peel the ones I was going to eat.
I ran errands and then stopped in Home Goods. For the hell of it. And not one person there asked me when I'd be ready to go home. Or for me to take them to the bathroom. I just looked around. It was pretty amazing.
At first there was a sort of urgency to do "something" that wasn't possible before with them around (gambling? strippers? drugs?) and then as the day stretched before me, I started to miss them a little (but not a lot).
Then they came home and I was reminded that I get to do all of that again tomorrow, with some yoga and solo pool time added for good measure.
Life is good.