Home Alone

You know you're not single anymore...when your wife and kids leave for the day and you realize you are home alone for the first time that you can remember...Even though there are left overs in the fridge, you choose to go to a restaurant you like but the kids do not like to eat there (you remember the days when you used to eat Mexican at least once a week!)...You get home and turn up the sound system with the music you like to hear (Ah, that's what I'm talking about)...You do a few projects around the house and then you see a stack of laundry that needs to be folded...As you start folding various shirts, you realize you associate certain clothes with memories you have of your family when they wore them last...Even though it's been a few hours and even with loud music, the house is too quiet and you realize you already miss your family...You are grateful when your wife walks in  later that evening (the kids are spending the night at their friends' houses) and once again you are reminded how blessed you are to have a family.