It’s Sunday. The house is quiet. And it’s clean.
Not just clean, as in the dishes are washed, but as in, my baseboards are wiped down, there is no clutter anywhere and the house smells like a mix of lavender and vanilla.
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It’s Sunday. The house is quiet. And it’s clean.
Not just clean, as in the dishes are washed, but as in, my baseboards are wiped down, there is no clutter anywhere and the house smells like a mix of lavender and vanilla.
Our kids are officially grown and flown and, but for an odd prom dress or football helmet in a closet, all their stuff moved with them to their new homes.
So today, when I woke up, I made myself a parfait with yogurt, granola, fresh fruit and honey. I even plated it in a glass parfait bowl I recently purchased. After that I read a book and after that, I napped.
I haven’t napped since I laid my head down to pretend nap with my kids, when they were three.
But today, I actually fell asleep. I wasn’t even tired!
With all the sad tales of kids leaving the nest, no one talks about the perks. And there happen to be perks galore!
One of the top perks, is I’m no longer washing clothes that are obviously not dirty. You know the drill, you ask the kids to bring down their dirty clothes, and are met with baskets filled with clothes they tried on, discarded to their floor, that now are somehow dirty! You then start sniffing clothes like a madwoman trying to determine what’s dirty and what’s not.
I’m no longer that savage woman. Did I mention the parfait yogurt I’m now eating. That savage lady lived on black coffee and honeybuns and is no more!
Another perk is all my favorite shows actually record. Before, I’d finally sit to watch my show, only to find it was deleted to make room for Criminal Minds or The Kardashians. Those days are long gone and now all 43 of my favorite cooking shows are saved and ready for me to watch whenever I choose.
And while I’m watching my cooking shows, I usually like to eat. When the kids were home, I’d be dying for something sweet like those cookies I had just baked, only to find three kids somehow ate 24 cookies in less than an hour. No wonder I was a savage!
Not anymore!
Now — all the cookies are right where I last left them. It’s like a Toll House cookie paradise here, basically every day.
But probably my all-time favorite perk is that all my new makeup, salon shampoos and specialty masks are right where I left them last. No girls at home to “borrow” my stuff means I’m no longer searching for little bottles of hotel shampoo to wash my hair before work because, once again, my expensive shampoo has disappeared.
Seriously, I could go on and on about the perks.
The cars all have gas in them when we get in to drive them, we get to choose wherever we want to eat without any commentary, and we take trips now that don’t involve fast pass tickets or terrifying water rides that completely soak me.
Of course, it’s not like we no longer have kids at all. All our children are in driving distance, so we visit them often.
And that is my favorite perk of all!
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