Rare morning off

Sometimes, MarvMan is quite possibly the most amazing man on the face of the planet. Take yesterday, for example. Yesterday was one of those days where the command was taking a day off, but they couldn't just "take the day off." Days like these become mandatory fun days or some sort of community service days.

In MarvMan's case, it was a little of both. They had decided to do a car wash and then go bowling. The Warrant Officer even bought them pizza while they were up at the bowling alley.

MarvMan happens to also be a proud papa. Very proud. So I was overjoyed when he informed me that he would be taking both A-Girl and BreMonster with him when he went in to "work" with him. The morning came, I dressed the girls, sent them off with MarvMan and went back in the house, excited for a day to do whatever I pleased.

I couldn't think of a damn thing to do.

I've had my moments before where the girls have driven me up a wall. Where all I wanted was a vacation, or at least to live closer to my family so when I'm stressed I can take the girls over, drop them off, and leave for awhile. I've had entire weeks where I wanted nothing more than to go back to work, if only to get a guaranteed eight hour break.

But yesterday reminded me that I'm in the right place. The silence was overwhelming and without two small pairs of feet following me around, I suddenly felt lost. Even for just that brief period of time, the house was a strange place without my babies and I missed them.

Doesn't mean I didn't enjoy the time, though. I just wish I'd remembered my non-domestic hobbies a bit sooner. Because instead of soaking in the bathtub, painting my toenails or giving myself a manicure, what'd I do?

I cleaned.

And was so grateful for the normal day to resume when MarvMan had to bring them home early because they were tired and fussy. Just don't tell MarvMan. Maybe a couple more of these mornings off and I'll get the hang of selfishly enjoying them.