I am approaching this weekend with a renewed energy. I am going to act like the house is all mine and no one else lives there but me. Selfish, yes but sometimes I think it can't hurt to have a "whatever" approach to life.

Most weekends I come home on saturday mornings from my 8:00 a.m. class and I see my SD laying on the couch with her cell phone on her lap, painting her toenails with my nailpolish and watching some sappy LMN movie that she has seen about 100 times. My BD is upstairs playing COD and talking "smack" with her buddies and my DH is off playing frisbee golf (having told the girls to clean the house and do laundry before I get home). The kitchen sink is full of dishes and I can smell the cat box. The girls will claim to be waiting for me so that we can clean the house "together" and make it fun. (fun for them maybe!)

On my way home tomorrow I am going to stop by Starbucks and get a giant latte. I am going to walk right past it all - as if I have blinders on - and go straight to my clean, quiet, non-cat box smelling bedroom and change into my comfy clothes and put on headphones and listen to some quiet classical music and read my Kindle. They can have ALL the fun they want cleaning the house and doing the laundry.

I just want to know what it feels like to be oblivious to responsibility. They seem so happy and relaxed, they sleep like little babies, not a care in the world. I want to know what that feels like so I am going to give it a try.

Will add to this later to let you all know how it goes.

P.S. I am leaving a note on the kitchen counter that will say "Have all the fun on your own this weekend girls - I am on vacation"