It's quiet. What? I'm just soaking it in.
LB broke the blender earlier. That was loud. The boys are tired today. They're loud. I have a lot on my mind today. My thoughts are also loud. I'm paralyzed by quiet. What do I do now? As soon as I start something I'm certain to be disturbed. It's hard to get started on something cool when I'm always wondering when someone will wake up and need me.
I'm not complaining. Parenting is a gift. But it's a loud job.
What should I do?