My Quiet Weekend

A quiet little home.

Millie is in Utah at the Ellsworth's cabin. Jenna and Bret are over at their mom's house for a few days. That leaves Joe and Doug and me here alone. I know, three of us is hardly alone, but hey, I was a single mom before I married Doug, and I have only been alone over night once or twice since Joey was born. Strange I know. But true. So on these rare occasions, my brood of kids gets cut to 1/4 of its normal size, it is a happening for me. And very different indeed! Doug had to preside at a baptism Saturday morning and then went to work. Joe was playing lacrosse all day at Nic's house so I got tons of stuff done here by myself.
Maybe I could get used to this.

This is where there should be some foggy/blurry effects happening on the screen like I am going into a dream sequence.

The house I cleaned Saturday morning stayed clean. (choir of angels singing)The groceries were put away before anyone swooped in and opened every package. ( a hallelujah chorus)The laundry all got folded and put away and no one needed me to hurry and wash their favorite jeans. (just the thought of it makes me smile a little)I was able to go work out with out anyone calling me on my cell. ( maybe my service was out, I dunno, but it really happened) I read my scriptures and looked over my Gospel doctrine lesson with out anyone asking me to make a snack or give them a ride or anything. (too good to be true I know)
Sunday continued in that fashion. Doug had EARLY bishopric meetings (hahahaha. Sorry I could not resist), so when he left I was still sleeping peacefully. Joey had a presidency meeting a full hour before church so again, I found myself alone. I was able to make homemade meatballs and sauce for dinner with out any interruptions. I had everything cleaned up and calmly, , quietly, relaxedly (is that a word?) got ready for church. I grabbed my scriptures and hopped in the car and left. It was , I don't know. I really can't describe what it felt like. So, so, so EASY.
BUT...

It was strange. It was too quiet. It was a little lonely.

I awake from the dream sequence:
Forget it. I want them all to hurry home! I want the mess and the noise and the commotion that is our life. As far as the quiet and the clean and the organized. I will get plenty of that in just a few years. And when that day comes, I will be ready to say bring those grandkids over!