Looking a Gift Horse in the Mouth...Pathetic!

My sister came and borrowed the kids for the day and overnight even. I should be doing all the wonderful things one did when one didn't have kids but I can't remember what they were. I'm just aimlessly wandering the house, picking up things and putting them down again in random places. Not knowing when to eat since they aren't here to tell me over and over and over, "I'M HUNGRY!!" Sitting down and being at a loss because I never get to sit without several small fry crowding in and fighting for lap space. I feel like I'm in someone else's house because mine is never this quiet. I'm ashamed to admit it but, shhhhhh! don't tell anyone, I miss them. Just look at those faces...honestly, how could I not miss them?