The Whoas of an Empty Nest
Ahhh, the empty nest. This is the stage of life that is to be enjoyed after years of hard work raising up the youngins. I am in the beginning stages of this particular stage. A mere week into it actually. I must say, that I am rather enjoying it. For years, 22 of them to be exact, my life revolved around my children, 1 in particular. I couldn't keep what I wanted in the fridge, for when I went for it, it would be gone. I had to hide anything that I wanted for myself. Although we raise our children to be mindful of others, they rarely practice their upbringing at home. It had come to a point where I would just keep MY stuff in my car. NOW, I can fill the fridge with whatever I want and I know that it isn't going to walk away. This is a concept that I am still acclimating myself to. Laundry, it is now ONLY mine. I don't have 10 loads a week, I only have what I dirty. I no longer have to scuff when I reach for a towel and there is no more. If the last