Now this is weird …..

Hub left with the kids at 10.30 this morning. I got straight on with cleaning the house, had a luxurious long shower with absolutely no interruptions, got dressed at my own pace without tripping over children, had a quick flit into the supermarket to get some bits & pieces and went into work. Bliss …

And then I came home after work to an empty house.

Even before I drove around the corner I was thinking I miss them. I actually miss the lot of them. Normally on a Saturday afternoon when I get back from work, before I have even put a foot through the door, Nathan calls out HELLO (without looking up from his computer but he’s the first to call out!), swiftly followed by Megan’s HELLO buried somewhere in the depths of her room … then Hub will come trundling down the stairs from where he’s been up there on his computer and come and say hello.

Today it was quiet. It was weird!

I’m going out for a meal with my mother and her friend tonight. I’m looking forward to it – no time pressure, no stress or hassle … and trying not to think about coming home to an empty house again later. I’m not sure I like all of this uninterrupted peace and quiet after all!!

A quiet house

It’s so weirdly quiet in my house right now. There’s no yelling or screaming, no yells for “Muuuuuuuuuuum s/he is hurting me” and only half as many requests for food and snacks.

Megan is away for the week at Brownie camp until Friday afternoon.

But it is so QUIET! Nathan has been quietly doing his own thing without interruption in the lounge with me and Hub is upstairs doing whatever it is that grown men do behind closed doors with a PC, computer games and an internet connection (I don’t ask too many questions!!)

And me? I’ve had almost uninterrupted time to get caught up on some emails and do a bit of work!

The wolves are beginning to bite at my heels though. If something major doesn’t happen soon then I’ll potentially be too far into a hole to pull myself out of it. The WORST that would happen is that I’d have to close down my workshop and move the business back into the kitchen & garden shed whilst circumnavigating Hub’s motorbike that lives out there too! This would immediately squash the vast majority of my outgoing costs and mean that I could operate on a lower figure to pay off the business debts.

On the downside I lose the only space that is my ONE sanctuary from the world (well, when I switch the phone ringer off anyway!!) and home becomes work and vice versa. I moved the business OUT of home 5 years ago – it would be a huge step backwards, and honestly the last thing I would want, but I may not have any choice.

The thing I found when I worked out of home before is that I never ever stopped working. I had a work phone line and I was out the back until all hours cooking up smelly stuff in my back garden, and I was then permanently on the computer. Hmmm not so much of a change there other than the location of the main operation. Maybe it wouldn’t be quite so bad after all!