What It's Really Like With No Kids…

Can I tell you how much I've gotten done since yesterday when I shipped my kids off?

ALOT.

And before you get all…"you work too much, Heather" on me, let me tell you what I did BESIDES work….

I finished a book.

I started another one.

I went for ice cream with one of my friends and her daughters.

I went grocery shopping with said friend and daughters.

I had dinner at their house.

And I worked.

Working was always the plan this week.  My trip to Mississippi for two weeks, while it will be a vacation of sorts for the kids and I is a working trip for me.  I have a MASSIVE training schedule to put together.  MASSIVE as in six days of training and I couldn't seem to find the time to sit down and work on it, uninterrupted.

But today, I got the drafts of days one through three off to my boss.  And days 4-6 are cake.  And I'm starting to feel not so nervous about it all.

But I miss my kids.  It's weird.  I'm so glad that it's quiet and that I've been able to focus on what needs to be done, but I keep wanting to ask them about parts of our trip.  And they aren't here to do that.

But what I really want to know is if they're having fun… even though I know that they are.  I want to know what they did today.  I want to know about the people they've met.  I want to know what dinner is like at camp and if it's improved since I went to camp 22 years ago.

I want to know who won the cleanest bunk award today.  I want to know what songs they sang at chapel.  I want to know if they have everything they need or if I forgot something.

I want to know these things.  And I can't know them until they get home.

I do know that Sam swam today and that she's having fun with her friend… the only other girl from church that went.  But I only know that because the friend is homesick, and after Pastor Man called her, she called me to ask me if she was a bad mom for making her stick it out and relaying what Pastor Man said.  I told her she wasn't.

I guess I'm just so used to them being connected when they are away… either phone, cell, or email… and now they aren't.

But how awesome is it that they are learning that they won't DIE without these techonological inventions?

I think sometimes I need to be reminded of that too.

So tonight, I'm going to bed… but first, I'm going to read more of "They Told Me There'd Be Cake" that I won last month in a contest at Soliloquy's blog.

And tomorrow?

I'm going to work.  And maybe I'll find something to do in the evening for me.

And think about my kids… and wonder about all the stuff they are doing… and if they miss me half as much as I miss them…

Until next time…