It is strange being home. For the past three years, when I've been home from work it's because I was very sick, or there was a snow day. There was always a little seed of guilt, like I was "secretly" at home and should be somewhere else.

So I've been trying to adjust today to my first true day of leave. That my life, for the next 6 months, will be here at the house. This is my world now. It's okay if the phone rings during the day - I can even answer it! No guilty feelings if I want to go out shopping. It's really... okay.

I'm enjoying it, for the most part. Getting my "to-do list" organized. There are so many little things I want to do over the next few weeks before we pick up Roman. Little, but time-consuming. Things I won't have time for once a baby enters our lives! Get my car into the shop for a tune-up. Organize computer files. Organize swim paperwork. Drop donations off here and there... get our bottom couch cushions restuffed. Consider getting carpet cleaned. Touch up the paint in the kitchen. I owe many people copies of pictures. I've been to the dentist today, and unfortunately have to go a couple more times. When they say get your cavity filled - take my advice. Do it.

I will have no problem filling up my time on leave!