A week and a half. Combination of school half days, holidays, snow days, and of course the weekend means that this is the first time in a week and a half that there have been no children around.
So I have done NOTHING*. And I enjoyed it.
*I don’t mean that I stared at the wall all morning: doing so got boring after the first fifteen glorious minutes. But neither did I care about anything in particular, or got right on something, or cleaned a single blessed thing**.
**My wife interrupted my list of the stuff that I planned to do today with a “Or you could do nothing.” …Well, she’s the smart one in the relationship.