Corey offered to take the kids Saturday morning and leave me home alone with Teyla.
“I can get them to karate at 10:00 and then hit Home Depot and Trader Joe’s before swimming lessons. You’ll have the whole morning to yourself,” he said warmly.
How could I deny that?
Yet, as I helped the kids get into their karate uniform and tie their belts, I felt oddly empty.
I went to find Corey.
“I don’t want to be home all day,” I said meekly. “I know you’re trying to help me, but if you run all the errands this morning, I’ll have nothing else to do today, no where else to go.”
He grinned at me.
“I forgot,” he said. “Solitude isn’t a gift to you.”
No. No, it’s not.
So he took the kids to karate while Teyla took a nap. Then I ran the rest of the errands – plus lunch at Wendy’s – to round out the morning.
And I was happy.
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