Next week, the craziest thing is happening…
I’M GOING TO BE ALONE IN MY HOUSE.
After a year of everyone being around at all times — Anton singing down the hallway, Toby shouting at basketball scores, Alex tapping impossibly loudly on his keyboard — I’m going to find myself alone in the apartment without a single sound except the humming fridge.
Alex will be visiting his mom, and the boys will be sleeping downstairs (so I won’t be technically alone, but I’ll be the only one conscious).
Here’s my plan.
I’m going to get a gooey soft cheese from the grocery store, a box of crunchy crackers and some green grapes. I’m going to sip sparking water from a tall wine glass. I’m going to watch Palm Springs for the third time. I might do a Baby Foot peel. And I’m going to love it.
What do you eat when you’re home alone? Any other funny solo behavior?