Friday is my last day at the office. It’s been a hard few weeks, having to be at work. It’s disheartening to sit here and write code that you know you won’t see finished or in actual use.
I’m leaving for the beach house Saturday morning, alone. It will be the first time I’ve ever stayed there alone. Scuba Man will be joining me the following Thursday, as will my niece and her 2 (1/2) kids, AKA as my grandkids.
I am looking forward to spending a few days by myself. Since we adopted Willow, I have not had a day totally alone, with no husband, no beagle, no kitten. I will have no one to worry about but myself.
Scuba Man has spent time at the beach alone several times. Sometimes it’s because things are being repaired, or furniture delivered, or just because he wants to. He has the flexibility of working from home. It was his suggestion that I go.
I have plans in my head of decluttering what little there is to declutter, job hunting, doing the taxes, deep cleaning, etc. But then, I may just spend all my time walking on the beach, reading, writing, and dreaming while watching HGTV.
I might scream and cry and get angry about why I am the one being laid off. I may spend lots of time meditating and doing yoga. I may sleep late and nap every day.
I need to decompress. It’s been such a long time since I’ve been alone that I’m not sure what I’ll do. I know one thing though. I will enjoy spending time with myself. Yes, I will miss my Scuba Man, Willow, and Pockets, but I need to do this for me and I don’t know when I will get another opportunity.
I am a very lucky woman to have a husband that understands and encourages alone time. Oh heck, I am the luckiest wife in the world to have Scuba Man period. This is just one of the many reasons why.