So, this morning has been spent annoyed with my husband bc right now he's out fishing with his brother in law while I'm at home chained to two children and a messy house. I wanted to post on facebook that it sure would be nice if I could have a day to spend doing what I want to do and not have to worry about what my kids are getting into, how much work needs to be done on the house, etc, etc, etc... and then it dawned on me... I have no idea what I would do with that time. None. The only things I can think of involve my husband (fishing or camping) or involve my kids (scrapbooking - I would scrap pictures of them). I have zero things that I do or would do that would not involve someone else and it's depressing as hell.
I don't go partying. I don't have any friends so hanging out with the girls isn't possible (I truly don't have any friends... I have close acquaintances, but no one I would call up and say "hey, let's go hang out or do this or do that". I have two really good friends, but they live in Arkansas or Florida and I never see them).
Even before I had kids, all I did was clean the house, sit around, do homework b/c I'm always in freaking school.
I have no life. No identity. Nothing that defines me except for my kids. No hobbies. No interests. Nothing to fill my days except my kids. If I didn't spend my whole day with my kids, I have no freaking clue what I would do with my time.
So I guess for the time being, I'll fold some more laundry... *sigh*