An empty nest isn’t always a bad thing

  • Wednesday, March 12, 2014

The last few weeks I’ve been too busy writing to... well – to write. I even had a few readers email me to tell me my column was missing! I’m glad somebody noticed!

My first book, “Ketchup is a Vegetable & Other Lies Moms Tell Themselves,” is going to be re-released by St. Martin’s Press (SMP) on April 1, which means that you will hopefully start seeing it on shelves all over the country! I’ve been busy working with my team from SMP to prepare for Ketchup’s relaunch.

In addition, I’ve been writing under deadline for SMP to complete my next book, “Are You There God? It’s Me, Mommy.” All of this to say – I’m wearing so many different hats that from time to time I’m completely confused about where I’m supposed to be and what I’m supposed to be doing. Consider this my apology for every kids’ birthday party the girls missed because I either forgot about it or ended up opening the invitation the day after the party. I should also apologize to all three of the girls’ teachers for helping them start projects the night before and not even looking in their folders for weeks at a time. My bad. This past weekend my momma, Shuggie, and my best friend a.k.a “Sister Wife” took Aubrey and Wifey’s daughter to Fort Worth, Texas to volunteer at Beautiful Feet – a ministry for the homeless. I wanted desperately to go, but with my deadline creeping up, I couldn’t risk it.

Zeb realized he had an opportunity to help a mother out and decided to take Emma and Sadie to the farm in Alabama for the weekend.

Do you even understand what this means?!

This means that I was at my house for two and a half days – all by myself. I cleaned the house on Friday afternoon and everything stayed where I put it all weekend long. It was nothing short of miraculous. No one screamed my name or threw a fit when I sat down to eat. No one yelled from the bathroom for toilet paper. There were no fights to break up, no crusts to cut off of sandwiches, no toys to step on in the dark and no one climbing into bed with me in the middle of the night.

If you are waiting for me to say how much I missed them – I wouldn’t hold your breath. It was GLORIOUS.

I wrote uninterrupted for eight hours at a time. I slept uninterrupted for 10 hours at a time. I was more productive in two and a half days of writing than I have been in the last year. Don’t get me wrong – it felt good to have all my peeps back in the nest last night. But I went to sleep dreaming about my next big writing deadline.

Robin O’Bryant is an author, humorist and speaker. Her latest book is “Ketchup is a Vegetable and Other Lies Moms Tell Themselves.” Connect with her on Facebook and Twitter and visit her blog at www.robinschicks.com.

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