What to do with myself?

Do you ever imagine all the things you would do with your time if you didn't have any kids around? Perhaps fantasizing about how much you would be able to get done, or how many books you would be able to read? If you are anything like me, you have imagined these very things (usually after a long day of hearing the word "MOM"! for the five billionth time). Reality check. Life with no family sucks. Joseph and the kids left on Friday. They have officially moved out. I am supposed to follow behind soon (as soon as our house sells). Most of our home is packed away and in a different state (Utah) now. And so are my husband and children. And so are the million little things my kids do that seem mildly annoying on a daily basis, but that I now find myself missing terribly. I like to fancy myself a strong, in control person who is able to handle almost anything life throws at her. I have been kidding myself. Just walking through the kids' clothing at Target brought me to tears yesterday. And they've only been gone 2 days. I can't imagine how I would handle a more permanent separation. I just feel very adrift without people to take care of and without a husband to hug me 500 times a day and tell me he loves me. He still tells me over the phone, but it isn't the same, And now all the time that I used to spend taking care of my kids, I now spend worrying about them. Ok, enough of my pity party. Just know that single life isn't all it's cracked up to be!