48 hours of me-time...

I was given a precious gift this Mother's Day:  time alone.  My dear husband took our four children camping — along with 130 other dads/kids.  What does a mom do with nearly 48 hours of me-time?  It's a question that almost paralyzes a women used to doing, doing, doing.  So ... on Friday afternoon, after they left, I cleaned my desk at work.  I know, still cleaning, right?  But this was for me, a tiny move toward a more organized work space!  Invited some girlfriends over for movie night and Chinese Food.  Stayed up way too late reading People Magazine but guess what?  I didn't have to wake up at any certain time!  So Saturday morning found me in my robe 'til noon.  Figured I should get some fresh air ...so I did a few errands - had my 15% off at Kohl's.  Bought myself a pretty new something.  And  new piece of luggage!  Figured this working girl needs a piece of luggage made in this decade.  Had about 12 hours of me time left at this point (sleep excluded).  I went to my neighbor's house (whose husband was also camping) and we painted!  Not walls but canvases!  I have been working on a painting for, oh, about 3 years.  I completed it.  Done.  Finished.  Ready to hang.  Sunday morning came, along with 4 campfire-smelling kids ... a very messy van and about 8 loads of laundry.  Just to remind me that it was, indeed, their existence that qualifies me to claim this holiday.