So my parents are visiting on their way back north from wintering in Florida. They break up the drive north by staying somewhere in Georgia and then here in Virginia and then they make the final push up to New England. Well as always they stay by my sister and brother in law, and my three amazing nieces. It makes sense. It totally does. I know it does. Seriously! Thou dost protest too much perhaps you are thinking. I mean I get it, honestly. My sister has a house, with a guest room. It is much more comfortable for my parents. I totally get it. I promise. But they are staying in Virginia, 45 minutes south of me, without traffic. I spend 3 hours daily in my car commuting. True I get some good reading done with my audio books. But still, I am in my car every day, most of that stopped in traffic, for 120 minutes, if not more. I don't want to drive anymore.
Here's the problem part: I feel as though I need to spend my free time with my parents. Thank goodness they are in fairly good health. They are turning 70 this year. I can not even begin to fathom life without them. I feel as though I need to capitalize on their time here and constantly be at my sister's. By being at my sister's it means a 45 minutes drive, at the least, when we are done--usually around 9:00pm which gives us time to hang out for a bit after the girls go to sleep. Honestly, like 100% truth? I don't want to have to drive home for 45 minutes when I am tired. Because that means once I get home around 9:45pm then I need to wind down and do my bedtime routine (I'll go into that in another post if you are interested). That means that at the earliest I will hop into bed at around 10:30pm. If I am getting up for work the next morning that is not enough sleep for me.
Last night I decided that I needed the night time for myself. I went to my sister's for dinner, planning on going to Tot Shabbat with them. I love seeing my nieces in their element. They truly are the most adorable people in the world!!!! But sitting at dinner, the weight of the week increasingly weighing down on me as I slowed down my body, I just knew I did not want to spend time at Tot Shabbat, then helping with bedtime, then talking and schmoozing with the family for a bit after the girls went to bed, and then driving home. I just knew I did not want to do that!!! So I made the decision that after dinner I would leave to come home while they left for Tot Shabbat. Granted I did not do it in the most friendly manner. I simply walked out the door. I never really said good by or good night to anyway.
By the time I got home I was so happy to be home. I changed into jammies, washed my face, and plopped down on the couch for some good old Grey's Anatomy reruns (all on Netflix of course). My phone rang and my first response was to ignore it. But then I saw it was my good friend who I was keeping the gratitude lists with. I picked up and am so glad I did. We had a great talk, as we always do.
I stayed up too late watching Meredith Grey and Derick Sheppard do their dance but man it felt good because I knew I did not have to wake up at any specific time the next morning.
Last night, spending time on my own was exactly what I needed. It did my body good.