We're childfree for the first time in three and a half years since my parents took the bub for the night - we're packing and cleaning the house in preparation for moving in the morning. Several hours of work ahead of us still, but the house is empty and bright.
It's so funny to feel so light and present in this situation - nostalgic, happy to be doing this, for some reason. Maybe it's the novelty. Maybe it's because it's summer and I can drink as many beers as I want while doing this since it doesn't require too much of my brain to wash all the baseboards, wrap up the last glasses, hunker down here on the floor with the laptop while L walks around picking things up and humming something.
There's something here that's familiar but different too. The wind outside and the sound of running water in the fishtank. Your husband, humming. Your house in the middle of the night, empty, with all the lights on.
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