At 12:05 p.m. today, a striking event occurred. This marked the first minute in 2,78 hours that I have been alone.
If I weren’t alone, I would hear how wrong I am about number. It feels like probably more like 2,862. Or 2,916… to be exact. But, it’s been THOUSANDS of hours.
But, the point is, who cares? There are no little geniuses here to split hairs over everything I say.
Haha. The shoe is on the other foot here. My Small Boy (stepson) announced in a very aggrieved voice, ‘why do you ALWAYS disagree with EVERY thing I say????’
Ouch! I think I get it from my mother. I have promised him I will try to be more positive 🙂
Enjoy your alone time while it lasts…..
Remember back when you were oblivious to alone time? There is that, the comparative preciousness of the time.