time away

My first weekend away from the boys is coming to a close. I made no plans except to sleep, eat and shop without having to worry about anyone else but myself. I went to the usual places where I used to go when I lived in Toronto on my own. Things haven’t changed much. Stores still close at 6-7pm on Saturday and most don’t open until noon on Sunday. A little disappointing if you’re a tourist coming here specifically to shop, I think.

I’m not sure if it was worth the trip out. I tossed and turned at night and don’t feel better rested. Still. I’m grateful for the “time off” … a hubby-imposed vacation.

We had talked about me going away before but for whatever reason it never happened. This time the hubby booked the hotel and booted me out the door on Friday.

It was nice to be away but I’m already looking forward to seeing the boys for dinner. Have I forgotten how to enjoy being alone? Perhaps. This thought doesn’t make me feel anxious. It’s just surprising, in a way.

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