The house is quiet, all except for a new playlist playing in the background. As nice as it is to have some alone time, I’m feeling pretty lonely. David is off to work and Bella is with her nana. I could be using this time to do some cleaning, or something else productive, though I’m not. I just feel drained, blah, and down right lazy. It seems like all we do is work and work some more. We need our vacations. We need some time out of the house to just get away from it all for a while. Disconnect and unwind. It sounds so magical, or mystical, seeing as time off seems so far away. It will happen, and it will be pure bliss when it does.