There's nothing better than a contest to kick off the new year! Here at Killer Fiction we'd like to thank all our readers for a fabulous 2010 and kick off 2011 in fine fashion. And what better way to kick off the new year than with free stuff? All the rules for the contest are on the sidebar, so read up and make sure you're entered to win great prizes.
IMPORTANT NOTE: All contest winners will be drawn the weekend following the end of the contest. So, if you didn't hear about the contest right away, don't despair - you can still go back to previous blog posts and enter.
I'll be giving away a $25 Barnes and Noble certificate to one lucky poster at the end of the contest period!
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Monday was my first day as an 'empty nester'. For those of you new to the blog, I'm the mother of college-aged triplets. Up to this point, I've been an incremental empty nester. When the triplets graduated from high school, only Triplet Number One of them moved away to college. The other two opted to attend a community college. That left me two at home. Triplet Number Two transferred to a four-year college after the first year. That left me with Triplet Number Three at home. After her second year of college, the third and final chicky worked for a term and this past weekend she flew the coop. And now, for the first time, I'm experiencing what many parents commonly refer to as empty nest syndrome.
Since this was also my first time on my own for--oh--twenty four years or so, I was really looking forward to it. I could get up as early as I wanted and make as much noise as I liked. I could get my house ultra organized. I could write at all hours without bothering anybody. I could eat food that was bad for me and nobody would know.
But Sunday night when all the kids were gone, reality jumped up and bit me on the arse. As it has a habit of doing.
The house was quiet. Eerily quiet. I' found myself starting to make a comment or ask a question only to realize I was home alone. I roamed from room to room. Ate some cookie dough. Put in a DVD. Read for awhile. Surely it was time for bed. I looked at the clock. It was seven-thirty.
When bedtime mercifully arrived, I told myself the next day I'd really appreciate the 'me' time.
And so Monday rolled around. And my internet/email wouldn't work. I spent 45 minutes on hold waiting to speak with an ISP tech, another 45 minutes trying to figure out what the tech wanted me to do, was a miserable failure, and ultimately gave up. I did laundry, dishes, cleaning, and before bedtime I shoveled snow. I so know how to pamper myself, huh?
Then Tuesday, my second day as an empty nester, dawned bringing with it anoother crap load of snow. I went out three separate times to shovel and spent a total of five hours digging out-- after which I consumed more cookie dough.
Wednesday I worked a ten-plus hour shift with a lovely, snowy commute followed by some head-banging to try to figure out what to blog about during contest week. As you can see, I got nuthin'.
However, through trial and error I have come up with a few tips for empty nesters to-be that may help them get through those first tough days:
- Do NOT decide to give up your DISH satellite on the eve of 'Empty Nest' Day because now you might actually have time to watch it.
- Do NOT switch to high-speed internet access on the eve of 'Empty Nest' Day or you will be without internet for an undetermined period of time and you'll want to open a vein. Or two.
- Do NOT consider yourself weird or unnatural if you find yourself talking to yourself--and rather enjoying the conversation.
- Do NOT go through family albums, walk into empty bedrooms, or leave the outdoor light on 'just in case'.
- Stock up on cookie dough, Double Stuf Oreos, and a various assortment of chocolate.
- Have your cell phone with you at all times, even in the loo.
- Whenever you get 'emo', make yourself jump on the exercise bike or the treadmill.
- Keep a box of Kleenex tissues handy.
- And DO, remember that it was your job to raise responsible, independent, contributing adults.
~Bullet Hole Bacus~