My quiet house.
I usually love living in chaos. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t like problems, but when there are lots of people around and constant chatter, it pleases me. It’s one of the biggest reasons that I miss James. He always had friends over, and they kept me entertained.
Having Will & Clayton come live with us was a huge adjustment. We’re still adjusting even coming up on two years (wow!) now. Although they have court ordered visitation with their mom, she doesn’t always exercise it to it’s full potential. She usually only sees them once every 4-6 weeks for a weekend. They are visiting with her this weekend. We’ve actually just got home from dropping them off, and I’m sitting here in silence, thinking to myself, “I could get used to this.” But the reality is, I really enjoy having them here, even if it’s not ever really quiet until bedtime. I miss them when they are gone. It’s a realization that I wasn’t expecting. I have anticipated this weekend for about ten days, and now that it’s here, I don’t like it much. Strange.
I’m certain I will appreciate it again tomorrow morning. Will & Clayton are early risers, and Daniel likes his sleep, like me.