5 Ways To Celebrate Having The Kids Back In School

Next week, my youngest is entering kindergarten. We moved my son into his new place for his second year of college this past weekend. It will be the first time in forever since I’ve had the house to myself, so I’m struggling with ‘go home’ or ‘spend some quality alone-time out’ after dropping my daughter off for her first day of school.

It should be a celebration, I think. A declaration of renewed independence, right? Let’s do it. If you work outside of the home during the hours in which your children attend school, consider taking a day off for our new, unofficial mom-celebration.

The ‘home or out’ dilemma has inspired me to think of the endless possibilities. There are so many ways to use my 2 and one-half hours to revel in my new freedom. I’ve come up with the following five ideas:

1. Go directly to Starbucks or your favorite local coffee shop for a treat. Order something you wouldn’t normally allow yourself, like a delicious Caramel Macchiato. Open one of your favorite novels. Sip. Savor. Repeat. If you’re on your way to work, get your treat to go.

2. Hit the mall, alone, even if only to window shop. Go ahead, say hello to that handbag you’re secretly coveting. It’s okay not to buy anything—we’re all recovering from back-to-school shopping.

3. Take a bath. If your family is anything like mine, you’ve probably had to sacrifice bathing, so a real bath is a rare luxury. Enjoy a long, hot, bubbly one for a change.

4. Read. Start that book you’ve placed on the shelf for another day (that may never come). Read your favorite magazine with no interruptions. Catch up on the blog posts here at What The Flicka? If you’re really brave, read the label of a nice bottle of wine—as you conduct a private mini-tasting.

5. Take a nap. When was the last time you took one?

This all sounds great doesn’t it? Blissful even. But you know what? If I know me, you’ll probably be able to find me sitting in my car somewhere close to the school, travel mug full of homemade coffee in hand, sobbing. It’s hard for me to believe my daughter is starting school.

What will you do with the time?