Yesterday, I shared with you how I thought my first day being alone in seven years would go. I had several people vote that I head straight to the beach. Don’t worry – I did make it there eventually, but it was a little more complicated than that.

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Finding yourself completely alone for seven whole hours, for the first time in that many years, is a little daunting. It’s what I would imagine it would feel like if you were a kid who is allowed to go to Disney World and have the whole place to yourself, but only for one hour. It’s so exciting, but also a little stressful. There is so much you want to do, but where do you start? How do you pick?

Then you stop and think for a moment. And you realize that you don’t have to do everything. Because you have tomorrow, and the next day. And next week. And on and on. So you slow down and take a breath.

You may start by doing a little bit of exercise, but not too much. There is probably a pretty good chance you haven’t really worked out in quite some time, so you take it easy. Then that nice, uninterrupted shower seems like a good idea, but not too long. You don’t want to waste too much of your precious time. You might try a second cup of coffee. Just be careful. You’ll actually get to take a sip as soon as it’s ready and you may have forgotten that coffee is hot at first. If you burn your tongue, that could ruin your whole day.

Then maybe you’ll clean up from breakfast so that you won’t end up with several days worth of dirty dishes at the end of the week. After that, you can run to a couple of stores, but not all of them, because you remember that the stores will be there tomorrow.

And you’re done. It’s not even that late in the day, because all of those things I described above only took you about an hour and a half, and they only took you that long because you were able to do them at a leisurely pace.

NOW you go to the beach. You take your book, you take your chair, you take your water, and that is that. And you can leave right on time because you don’t have to pack up 14 shovels, 8 buckets, find flip-flops buried in the sand, drag anyone kicking and screaming out of the water, or walk at a snail’s pace back to the car. It’s just you. All alone.

Also, don’t forget your phone and set your alarm – because you don’t want to be late picking your kids up from the bus!

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