I'm done with the quiet

This weekend marked the 4th weekend in a row the girls were not around.  They were staying with grandparents and camping and doing all sorts of things without me.  I do enjoy the peace and quiet but sometimes it is a little too peaceful and quietful (yes I do know that is not a word).  Last night I realized this is just a taste of the upcoming years when the house will be empty except for the HotY and I as everyone else in the house is out and about and finding their own adventures.  I've seen the future and it makes me sad and old and excited and scared and and and... 

I keep wondering why my mother never told me about the days like this...