It is quiet


Hubby headed off to San Jose to prep for his conference he is hosting in March. He left at some early hour, earlier than we usually get up for the gym.


The bubbah’s were more interested in keeping me company in the sleeping department than sending him off.  Good boys!


I planned my evening with Pilates and then a Massage…  mmmmm…. Yeah me!


I got home shortly after nine and have been enjoying the pristine silence. It’s a different quiet than when someone else exists in the house.


Don’t get me wrong, I love my hubby, but he gets quiet time in the house all day, through all my numorous activities…  I rarely get the quiet. It’s nice. It’s pleasant. It’s calming. I might not go with him to the conference just to get a bit more of it….


Of course the crawling into bed alone wont be much fun.  Although…  I could take the whole bed….  Till he gets home.  (his plane lands tonight…  in about a ½ an hour)