OTHER PLANS

Well, not really home alone, but it feels like it. My husband is in bed. My sister is in bed. My daugher, son-in-law and their two kids are, if not asleep, at least settled down for the night in their apartment upstairs. My son and the bass player who occupies our "spare" room are on the road with the rest of the band for a couple of weeks. I'm in this room with not another person in it. I am....never...alone, except in the car. Of course, most of the rest aren't either. We get along remarkably well considering. We all know we need to make the effort to do that. At least we all know it most of the time. So far it works. But a little alone time is delicious. I'm just going to sit here and savor it and maybe stay up a little later than I should on a weeknight.