tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4182336104132773067.post4331954710397928884..comments2023-11-02T06:44:30.731-05:00Comments on a happier girl: All. By. Myself.a happier girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09946104296368823743noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4182336104132773067.post-71523840246512997082007-06-08T19:15:00.000-05:002007-06-08T19:15:00.000-05:00I really understand this. In fact I wrote a simil...I really understand this. In fact I wrote a similar post today about how much I enjoy my Friday afternoons without the kids. When I went back and saw yours again, I had to wonder if you inspired it. Maybe I should credit you.Chaotic Joyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16743049921159926147noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4182336104132773067.post-60543490574791848032007-06-06T07:34:00.000-05:002007-06-06T07:34:00.000-05:00I know. It's so weird. Before kids alone seemed ...I know. It's so weird. Before kids alone seemed so lonely. Now it's the most awesome thing ever.a happier girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09946104296368823743noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4182336104132773067.post-71523708410874360632007-06-06T06:16:00.000-05:002007-06-06T06:16:00.000-05:00Being alone is the best.I used to hate being alone...Being alone is the best.<BR/><BR/>I used to hate being alone. That was before I had kids.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com