The house is quiet

I've been home just under 20 minutes and its just me and the dog. I got a few hours out with some ladies at a brunch this morning while Zachari got some Papa time. I wasn't expecting to come home to a quiet house, but its pretty nice.

Before Zachari, I liked having the house to myself from time to time so I could go on cleaning rampages and not run Blinn over or blast music as loud as I wanted or just take some down time for myself. Since February though, I don't know that I've been alone - truly alone - even 10 times. Its sort of strange.