Now that the kids are older and busier than ever, I often come home from work to an empty house.
Yeah, the cats are there…but you know what I mean. No chattering. No hubbub. No jockeying for the remote control. That sort of thing. It’s weird. But it’s dawning on me that this is sort of a transition. Not too long from now, I’ll come home to an empty house every day — and not just for a few hours.
In the meantime, every now and then, I try to break up my after work routine and not go home right away — just to get used to the idea. Like tonight.
Instead of going home, I got my anthropologie and urban outfitter fix.
Suffice it to say that panda mug and its accompanying clinging spoon came home with me.
The little guy pictured below did not, but I sure appreciated what he had to say. I sure needed it.
I realize that I’m going to need something more productive than retail therapy to occupy myself in the next phase of my life, but for tonight, it was just the ticket.
hey there, friends 
Love the mugs and love Urban Outfitters and Anthropologie. Sorry that transition is hard. I'm always a phone call away if you ever need some chatter.
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Aww, thanks Amy! It's just weird, you know? It's hard but kind of something to look forward to at the same time. My routine for almost half of my life has revolved around other people. Going to be strange to revolve around…me! 🙂
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Well I know how hard transition is (even though mine has been different) and I hate change…moving here and then not working, I always feel like it's so quiet when Joe isn't around. I end up doing retail therapy every day just to get out of the house…Target, grocery store, post office, dry clearners, Starbucks…listerally, I have to go somewhere every day just to have something to do. When I get a job we will probably save so much money from my retail therapy. 😉
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