The first couple of Fridays still felt rather busy, running around to settle various jobs and errands and I had some tradies in to do some work around the house like carpet cleaning and house painting.
But today, after dropping the kids off at school, I headed back and for the first time in over eight years, have come back to an empty and silent house. I realise that every single day, I’ve always had at least one child or baby in the house, from Nathan, to Grace, and all my day care kids.
Even on my Fridays off when Nathan was at school, Grace has always been my faithful little companion. But she too has flown the nest and is at full time school now.
The stillness and silence feels almost heady.
I am almost not sure what to do with myself actually.
But I welcome the quiet like a breath of fresh air.