I now know what it’s like to be an empty nester and by golly, I liked it.
Apparently being an empty nester also makes me say words like golly. Who knew I could be so old-timey?
So my parents of the year kept my kids at the beach last week while Gary and I headed home. My house has never seemed so big and quiet and neat (probably because I had the time to organize everything). And by organize, I mean throw away broken toys and pretend like I have no idea what happened to them when my kids came home.
While the kids managed to unorganize their toys within minutes of walking through the door, I plan on buying one of these from Legacy Studio to keep my things neat and out of reach.
Alrighty now, I have to get back to doing old timey things like Facebooking.