Two hours to myself!

I know a lot of people with chronic illness have problems with not having many people around. Well, I do too, but in a different sense. I've got a few very close friends, but I only see three of them regularly. As one of them has her own chronic illness, another has a full time job and the third is a graduate student, I don't see them as often as I'd like.

Anyway, back to my point. I live at home. My mum works from home. So does my brother. As a result I don't have a lot of proper alone time. In fact, I miss it. I know! Total oxymoron there: someone with a chronic illness wanting, craving, to be alone. I miss having my own space with nobody close by to want me. It gets a little annoying to be reading something, or be in the middle of the most amazing nap, only to get poked because someone wants you to make them a coffee.

But, today, for a couple of hours, I am alone. I'm not lonely. In fact, I've come to enjoy my own company and there are times I get excited about the prospect of sitting and just being. And I've got a plan. Well, to be executed after I do the washing, some ironing and cleaning.

I'm going to sit.

With a cup of coffee.

And my Bible.

To spend an hour with God. Alone. No distractions as my phone and Mac will be off.

I can't wait!