Home alone

It is an unusual day, and an out-of-town visitor prompted the hubby to take a trip without me.  I will be meeting up with them tomorrow but I have the unprecedented event of being home alone tonight.  Usually it is me leaving him for the occasional business trip.

I am beside myself for what I should be doing.  I already took a walk and now I am blogging.  I have infinite time (ok, some time) to myself to do as I please.  I was thinking about it on my walk, and it is rare that I can say my time is my own.  I taped a bunch of movies the other night on HBO and was thinking about watching them.  I am tempted to some wine, eat my chicken breast and gorge on fruit.  I also know that the hubby has a secret stash of the best potato chips in the world in a closet.

I am reading a fun murder mystery at the moment and could read the whole thing tonight.  I need to pack but that can wait.  I need to reorient myself to a new time zone anyway.  Fun fun fun.

Oh, the possibilities.

I had an interesting discussion with one of the a friend, and it led me to believe that I have a hard time with limits.  I know it sounds preposterous at first thought since I am such an anal retentive rule-follower, but when I think about myself, I tend to think that I control my own destiny and can achieve anything.  I think it has a lot to do with the Christian Science/metaphysical beliefs that my parents taught us & the way that life has turned out.  Even with children, although we couldn't procreate, we found a way to arrange them to be in our lives because we thought it.  Deep thought for a Thursday night.

I will go work on having some glorious free time, all to myself.  I had a huge to-do list, but I think I am going to toss it out the window and relax.  Have an excellent weekend!