My young ones went back to school today.
They were up bright and early, all sorted and in school in plenty of time before the bell.
When I got home, I felt so "cheesed off" that it is difficult to articulate. The house was so very, very quiet. Much too quiet, in fact.
I didn't like it at all. I could not settle to do anything productive except a small amount of ironing. I paced, I grumped, I felt thoroughly unsettled. Ridiculous, I know !
I was delighted when it was time to collect them from school and have the usual mayhem :-)