My husband has taken my 3 children to the cinema this afternoon.
I love them all loads so why do I cherish me-time which is in short supply during the school holidays?
It is not that I will do anything spectacular with my time alone. I have steamed my kitchen floor in a fashion. I have tidied up a bit and will do more later. I have my laptop available so am sneaking in a blog post before someone else wants the computer. I would go out and weed the garden but it is way too hot for me.
I know I analyze things perhaps too much but I do wonder if it was the fact that I was brought up pretty much as an only child that makes me crave my personal space. Time to think, feel and plan.
As a child I always had my own bedroom and would go there to dream about the future, to read and to play with my dolls. As a teenager, I would have my music collection to entertain me. At college, sharing never really worked for me and fortunately my college friend saw that and stage-managed an amicable separation. I lodged with various people for a while and liked that combination of personal space in my room with people available as and when I felt like being sociable.
Am I normal or abnormal in just sometimes needing to be me and just me for a bit?
The odd thing is that the family will come home in a couple of hours and I will be ready for them. Ready to become a wife and mum again. In the meantime, I blog hoping someone will tell me I am not a terrible mother for sometimes just needing to be me for a while.
There is something up with me at the minute. I want to take on a new challenge but I question whether I can pull it off. The truth is that it does not really matter if I mess up. I am old and wise enough to not take huge personal or financial risks so at worst this project will be an amusing dinner-party conversation in 10 years time. I will learn from it as we do from all life experiences.
Enough already. Time to stop talking, blogging and start doing whilst I have space to do so.
How important is “me-time” to you?