Later this week, The Hubby and The Kid are packing up the puppy and heading to Denver. Without me. They're going to visit family, and I've opted out.
I was going to go, but then The Hubby suggested I may want to take the opportunity to stay home by myself and get some writing done while he and The Kid make it a boys' trip...except for the dog. She's a girl.
I thought about it; I pondered the question for days. There are so many factors to take into consideration! First of all, I RARELY get time to myself--and I never get this amount of time alone. This is five days. FIVE DAYS, people!
|What a fabulous place for a staycation! Am I right?|
Don't get me wrong, I love being alone. I'm kind of a loner. In fact, one of the main reasons I decided to go for it and take this solo staycation is that the possibility of being completely and utterly alone was too appealing to pass up. I can write without being interrupted every five minutes? I don't have to schedule my outings around the meal/nap/bedtimes of a four-year old? I can leave the house and take a walk whenever I want? I'll have complete control over the remote? I could even go and--gasp!--see a movie with no talking animals in it in the middle of the day, without having to arrange for and pay a babysitter? What? What? WHAT??
These things are stupid-appealing to someone like me, who can barely remember what this stuff is like.
I rarely see this part of the family. They are really fun and I love them.
I love the mountains, and I'll miss hiking.
I'll miss out on all the delicious food and fun outings.
What if I get lonely?
What if The Kid misses me?
What if The Kid doesn't miss me?
Then I remember: I CAN DO WHATEVER I WANT FOR FIVE WHOLE DAYS.
Yeah, I'm staying home...or maybe I'll leave the house sometimes too. Who knows? Whatever I do, I'll be doing it alone, and that is freakin' exciting.