A Family Again

Somewhere in the back of my mind I imagined that my husband going out of town would mean that I would have a vacation. “I’m not going to cook all weekend,” I thought with joy. I also dreamed that I would just write all weekend, joking to Matt that it would be a writer’s weekend for both of us… yeah. Somewhere in my head I was getting the weekend off, overlooking one tiny fact: I still have three kids at home with me. The house doesn’t magically stay clean when Matt is gone because (shocker) Matt isn’t the one making the mess. In fact, he’s the one who usually rounds up the troops to tidy the living room, unloads the dishwasher and a thousand other helpful things. Somewhere on about Saturday morning (about the time that we were arriving late for Noah’s flag football game), it dawned on me that I was very, very tired… already, and I still had to make it until Sunday night.

So I have been missing in action in blog land. My dreams of writing at night were completely undone by sheer exhaustion. I still feel like I am recovering from the weekend this morning. Matt returned last night, and he was the most beautiful sight to this Mommy’s tired eyes. At the airport, all three kids just wanted to be held by their Daddy, and I just let him carry them all. It just felt like giant hug for me just having no one hanging on to me or in my arms. But I did get my hug as well πŸ™‚

It was a wonderful weekend for Matt, and I know that he was absolutely supposed to be at that conference. So on that account, I know that the weekend was very worth it. However, for me, I’m still going to need a few days to recover πŸ™‚ So, I may write again soon, but I also may not. My little Noah is turning 6 this Saturday and there is a party to plan. But somewhere in the mix I will re-enter budget world and I will blog again. Probably about the same time as I sit down with all of Matt’s receipts from the weekend. I think that will definitely bring some sort of inspiration πŸ™‚

On Saturday night as Noah was getting ready for bed he looked at me and said, “Mommy, I really miss my Daddy. Our family just doesn’t feel like a family without Daddy.” Of course my eyes just filled with tears. “I know baby,” I said. “It doesn’t feel like a family to me either. I miss him too.” So, today the tears are gone, our family is a family again, and maybe one day soon, my blog will actually be about finances once again πŸ™‚ Well, maybe… afterall, finances aren’t life, they just enable your life. Budgeting is all about getting your finances well organized so that you can enjoy your life, and not constantly be consumed by anxiety, fear, debt, and financial burden. So I will talk about finances again, but there will always be a good mix of life in there, because for me that is really what it is all about.

God bless.