Running Away

Warning: boring post ahead! Take precautions - consume mass caffeine quantities before reading!!

I have run away from home. After taking the kids to Shrek the Third on Friday, which went surprisingly well, I ran away. Packed a bag and abandoned Spousehole and the kids. Went out to dinner with my little sis and 6-yr-old nephew and stayed at their house that night. Got a great mani/pedi Saturday morning. Spent most of Saturday afternoon with the nephew. I know that seems to defeat my purpose of escaping children, but Sis had surgery for skin cancer on Thursday and needed some peace and quiet. (After a 6 hour surgery, the docs believe they got it all. It's just the 25 stitches in her face and resulting scar that are going to be a problem. She's only 35. Please use sunscreen folks. ).

Now it's Saturday night and nephew and I are staying at my parents' place. Before this weekend, I had spent 2 nights away from both children and husband in the last 7 years. Two nights in seven years. Scary. Have had nights with children gone, but husband still around; have had nights with husband gone, but children still stalking my every move; just no time without one or the other. This is relaxing, except for nephew. Traded one 6-year-old for another.

I'll go home tomorrow. Wonder if they miss me yet?

Also, my computer is in the hospital - it hadn't run well with Windows for about a week, but linux still ran fine. Now, not so much. Husband has the new kick-ass machine, of course, but I'm not allowed to use his precious gaming machine. Won't give me the password or set up even a limited account for me. May be a while before you hear from me again.

Hope to be back soon . . . .