Loving being home alone - Lisa on Point

Lisa kidsHome alone! Thank goodness I am home alone. This week my daughters went back to college and my husband is gone too. He drove with my oldest daughter, Paige, back to St. Louis where she is about to start her last year of law school.

I can’t tell you how lovely it is to have some home alone time. It’s liberating. It’s enjoyable. It’s just the best.

It’s not about noise and people buzzing around. Having the house to yourself is just freeing. You can put your stuff where you want to put it. Leave a mess in the kitchen. Step out of your shoes and leave them at the door. Surely you can’t do this when others are home—it sets a bad example and you sit in judgement for not picking up after yourself.

Perhaps I spoke too soon when my husband called home and asked how things were going. I quickly responded, “Great.” My husband said that I answered that question rather quickly. Then I said it,” I’m just happy to be in the house by myself.” Fortunately he did not respond. Looking back I think maybe he felt a little crushed. But you see, he works from home most of the week. He’s there when I leave in the morning for work. Here in the evening when I return. I have little time to just be at home by myself.

I can order food. Eat take out every night. No pressure to cook. No small talk or big talk. I can walk around naked if I want. I can have my girlfriends over and we can talk about anything we want without anyone hearing us.

Sure, there will be a time in my life when I look around and wish the house was full or just had one more person here with me. But for now it’s okay. I am not being a total slacker. I have done the things I never do—take out the trash and recycling.

My daughters keep calling to see if I am okay and seem a little dismayed when I tell them I am just fine. Not sad. Not lonely.

I am binging television shows. Sleeping in.

Soon I will pay for my laziness. In the hours before my husband returns, I will vacuum and mop and straighten up. Pick up my clothes and even cook a meal. Oh, but first I need to make a trip tot the grocery store. There is nothing in the refrigerator.

There’s just no routine. No one asking me to do anything. No one criticizing anything. No expectations. Just me doing me. We all need time like this. You can clear your head. Have no obligations. Think of nothing at all or have plenty of time to dream. In the past, when I had time like this for a weekend while my kids and husband were at a basketball tournament, I would spend the time cleaning or painting a room—stuff I could not get done when they were home. Not this time. This alone time is all for me.

Lisa Robinson is the mother of two amazing young women. She is a freelance writer for several Baltimore area magazines, including Chesapeake Family Life. Lisa works as a news anchor and investigative reporter for WBAL-TV in Baltimore. When she’s not dealing with the drama of her two daughters, she’s busy cooking, working out, hosting her friends for get-to-getters, reading, and writing a non-fiction book. Lisa is one of the funniest people you’ll get to know. She relishes in saying the things others are afraid to. You can catch up with Lisa here and on Facebook and Twitter.