All Alone

I am home alone.

It is the strangest sensation.

I am sitting on my couch, drinking coffee and playing reading very important information on the computer.

And it is quite, because I'm alone.

No one has asked me a question since I got out of bed because I am alone. I think that is some kind of record.

Sir D and Bob went to a track to ride their motorcycles, Will is at a soccer scrimmage. The girls were at a sleepover last night and are not home yet.

It is weirdly quiet in here, because as I may have mentioned, I'm alone.

Soon, however, two very silly, tired girls will be here and they will want to tell me ALL ABOUT HTE CAKE AND THE SWIMMING AND THE MOVIES AND THE POPCORN AND THE FUN!! and the quiet will be gone.

I am going to absorb as much quiet as I can right now...ahhhhh.