The Husband and The Parasite are sleeping. The TV is off and there's a hot cup of coffee by my side. I suppose I should think about waking her up because her daily routine is going to get all messed up. But it's so rare that I actually have some peace and quiet, not to mention the house to myself.
Some might wonder why someone who enjoys peace and quiet would have children. It's a fair question, sometimes I ask it of myself. Oh, there's The Husband. Soon enough the house will fill with noise and I'll enjoy that just as much as the silence. Those ruckus makers are my people and they make this house a home.
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