SAHM

I was a stay at home mom today. Yeah, so I don't have a kid here anymore, but that's what it felt like. I ditched work, threw on some sweat pants and a hoodie and met an old friend after she dropped her daughter off at the bus stop. We went for a long walk, just like I used to do with the old gang after dropping off Shana, jabbering on and on about everything - the kids, the husband, the ex-husband, the ex-husband's new girlfriend, the boyfriend, the money, the Viagra, the ballet lessons, the study abroad program and the son taller than the mom now until we came back around. I  scooted back to my side of town and met up with another friend at Einstein's, just like I used to do with Shana's school moms, chatting for a couple more hours - more kids, more husband, ex-husband (well, maybe there weren't so many ex-husbands back then), ex-husband's girlfriend, boyfriend, telephone conference with principal, desperately need a girl's trip. Back home for a shower at noon. Cats surprised to see me, called the office, did a little billing, made a few phone calls for work, turned on the barely used by me TV. News - Obama had dirt on his suit in Afghanistan, Sebelius is pissed off at insurance companies and told them where to go, Ricky Martin is gay, soap operas just as stupid as I remember from high school, Raquel Welch on Oprah, she's almost seventy and they are going to talk about that for an entire hour. I never really was officially a SAHM back in the day. I always had some kind of job or degree going on, but had some flexibility, never time to get bored. Maybe it's because I had Shana at home. Hit remote control off and called her. Whatcha doing, baby? Goin' to the libe for an International Relations study group. The libe? Yeah, the libe, Mom, the library, come on. Oh, yeah, the libe, of course, the libe.

You learn something new everyday.