Quiet house

Ahhh, sweet silence.

No cartoon voices, no referee whistles, no weather update.
No whining, no work phone calls, no appliances running.

This is a part of life I used to dread. Being alone and surrounded by quiet left me bored and uncomfortable. Now, it's a part of life I crave.

The possibilities are limitless. I can finish reading The Other Boleyn Girl, I can blog, I can work on my new book idea. I can take a long bath, paint my nails, and floss my teeth. Whoa, watch out social-lites! It's 7:30pm on a Friday evening and I'm in a quiet house.

Lucky, lucky me!