I remember envying parents who stayed home with their kids on weeks I'd made plans every night. I couldn't wait to have a child to share the evenings with, help with homework, and spend the rest of the night until bedtime playing a game or watching a movie.
I never really thought about what happens after that. What happens when it's 8 p.m., the kid is in bed, the laundry is caught up, the dishes are done, the house is probably more tidy than it's been in ages on a weeknight, and the last thing I want to do is watch another movie or tv show but I'm too tired to put much thought into anything.
I think I'll need to invest in a treadmill and buy several more books.
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