Benefits of Base Living
Last night I put the kids to bed at 7 p.m. as usual. Since they have been exhausted since school started, I laid down on my bed for a moment to listen and make sure they had gone to sleep.
And I fell asleep myself.
I didn't wake up until 7 o'clock this morning.
That's twelve hours of sleep. Twelve hours! What adult needs twelve hours of sleep?
Well, apparently I do. I am completely amazed that I could sleep so soundly knowing everything that I was missing last night. I didn't pay the bills like I always do on the fifteenth of the month. I didn't eat dinner. I didn't feed the dog. I didn't turn the lights off downstairs. I didn't even set my three alarm clocks.
It's a good thing the base plays reveille over the loudspeaker every morning or I would still be asleep.
And I fell asleep myself.
I didn't wake up until 7 o'clock this morning.
That's twelve hours of sleep. Twelve hours! What adult needs twelve hours of sleep?
Well, apparently I do. I am completely amazed that I could sleep so soundly knowing everything that I was missing last night. I didn't pay the bills like I always do on the fifteenth of the month. I didn't eat dinner. I didn't feed the dog. I didn't turn the lights off downstairs. I didn't even set my three alarm clocks.
It's a good thing the base plays reveille over the loudspeaker every morning or I would still be asleep.
Labels: challenges, housing, kids, life at home

Karen is a military wife and stay-at-home mother to a seven-year-old daughter and a five-year-old son. A Boston native who’s lived in the Shreveport-Bossier area for eight years, she spends most of her time volunteering at her kids’ school, supporting her husband, playing with her friends and watching her hair turn gray. In between, she writes about her life here on her blog.

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