The house is empty and I am alone. For the whole weekend.
The kids are working (they will be home for dinner ~ I think) and David has gone away.
The house is empty.
It’s just me.
So … I’ve done what every mum does on a weekend: the washing is on, the dishwasher is ready to be unpacked, I’ve planned dinner and reminded myself that it’s bed linen changing weekend.
Getting organised, I took myself to the local shops for weekend supplies.
And, that’s where the JOY occurred.
A discussion about Purple Carrots, a laugh about the whole concept of a carrot being purple, and a ‘mother cry’ about a child moving out of home. Oh, and I indulged in 5 bunches of Jonquils!
A visit to the butcher where we had the experience of ‘exactly 1kg of chicken drummies’ … that means that when I ordered 1 kg, the butcher bagged exactly one kilo. Very rare! We had a laugh and a celebratory “woo hoo”.
Onto the bakery. Great! They have apple strudel. I’ll have that for dessert, tonight, so the working son can feel nurtured with dinner. I bought a breadstick for the working daughter, bread for the freezer and some croissants for a ‘self’ indulgence. Arms completely full, I turn around to leave the bakery and a very lovely gentleman opened the door for me, with a smile.
What a JOY!
I’m a bit teary about David going away, a bit teary because it’s been such a massive week shared with the most inspiring and amazing people, a bit teary because I am on my own all weekend when I really wanted to be wrapped up in family.
But, I am also smiling. Broadly. The Gift of Everyday JOY.
And … chocolate for breakfast!