It’s the middle of the afternoon. I’ve done my exercising and some housework. I’ve checked my email and social sites, and responded to a few items. The bustle of the morning is over, and it’s quiet. Really quiet. Except for the low hum of the heater, I don’t hear anything.
I’m alone in my empty nest. Unless I have a surprise visitor, which is highly unlikely. I won’t see another person for several more hours. And I’m perfectly all right with that.
Don’t get me wrong. I’d love to see my kids walk through the door. I love weekday lunches out with friends. I’m not entirely anti-social. But I really do enjoy the quiet solitude I have on a regular basis. I like having time to think, to write, to not hurry. It’s not the same quiet as being alone in the woods or the stillness of a fresh snow. I can see the busy street, squirrels and birds outside the windows, but still, there’s a sense of peacefulness around me.
People are sometimes surprised that I don’t have the television on. Or the stereo. Something in the background at least. Nope. What I don’t need is noise in the background. I like the silence. I missed out on a weekend home alone this year. For the past few years my husband has been a chaperone on a ski trip for our church’s youth. And both kids have been on the trip. Now that the youngest kid is in college, that didn’t happen. It was something that I looked forward to almost as much as they did. It’s funny, my husband will avoid coming home to an empty house. If I’m not going to be home, he’ll dream up errands, or go get a haircut to keep from coming home. Have to say, I really don’t get that.
After years of working and raising kids, keeping my eyes on the calendar, and rushing from one activity to another, it’s nice to slow down a little. It’s kind of amazing how few things I actually have to do. I’ve given up all of the school volunteer activities. Been there. Done that. And done it some more!
My calendar isn’t entirely empty, but as I look at the boxes for the rest of the month, I see a lot of blank space. The squares that are filled in? With the exception of a couple of doctor’s appointments, the things written on my calendar are things I want to do. A wine-tasting event, lunch with a friend, an interview with a librarian, a writer’s group meeting. Fun stuff!
There are, of course, things I miss about former years, and the busy-ness of raising kids. but for the most part, I think I’ve adjusted to the change in my life this year. I’m okay with quiet. I don’t mind a little time alone. It’s kind of nice to hear nothing but my own thoughts!
9 thoughts on “Home Alone”
Yep, having a little “tea” here myself — I like working alone with no TV or radio. I tend to get very focused on my clients’ travel projects and I can tune out most background sound, but my office window faces the street, and sometimes I’ll suddenly realize there’s lawn work noise that’s been going on FOREVER!!! Enjoy your day!
Oh, yes. Sometimes the outside noise suddenly becomes annoying and then it’s hard to ignore. Which usually means it’s snack time! 🙂
Glad you’re enjoying the quiet time! I too am not anti-social but savor time to be quiet alone time. In fact, today I had a snow day so spent the day communing with my crock-pot stew and my book club book. Bliss! 🙂
Thanks for stopping by, Shelah! Sounds like the perfect snow day! 🙂
Being able to write when you’re alone and the house is quiet is wonderful. You can sink into your writing faster and completely. 🙂
Exactly! I can’t concentrate when there’s noise!
I love to stay up late simply because it’s quiet and I can write! I’m learning to balance the need to get my thoughts on paper and my body’s need for sleep.
Hi, Taunya! Thanks for stopping by! I am sooo not a morning person! When I was working in corporate America, I went to bed at 10:00. Now I stay up later and later . . . and it’s usually because I’m writing or reading.
Very well stated! I do understand.