After you took your kid to preschool this morning you came home and the house was yours. You did nothing of interest. Browse the internet. Played addictive Mah Jong solitaire. Ate pistachio nuts that you shouldn't have eaten.
The house was so quiet.
Every few minutes you thought you heard a noise. A kid yelling from his crib to "Get out." And then you got nervous when you didn't hear anything. Not hearing noise is sometimes worse than hearing it. But then you remembered that it was okay. The silence was safe.
And it was so so lovely.
Try this at home:
When was the last time you had your place to youself?
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