I am a miserable bachelor

Heather and the kids left on Tuesday for Florida and I became a temporary bachelor. Let me say, that I stink at being a bachelor.

• I return to living like a slop. Jeans lying around, Newspapers scattered throughout the house, cups and bowls sitting around, unmade bed, blankets left on the couch, clothes that can't find the hamper. It is awful. I woke up this morning and cleaned it all up. It may be easier to leave the crap around but it was driving me nuts. So I am done living like a slob, but it was surprising how quickly I reverted to old behaviors.
  
• I can't seem to get to sleep. I like to go to bed around 11 pm. It has been nearly 1 a.m. every night since the family has left. My nightly routines have been completely jacked. There is no milk needing to be poured, no pacifiers to wash, no pajamas to put on, no stories to read, songs to sing. There are no words to describe how much I miss my kids at night.
  
• My diet has gone to crap. I just can't seem to motivate myself to cook for one person. I have eaten gigantic burritos twice in the last three days. I ate Dickey's barbeque last night and polished off some Rocky Road as well. I miss eating Heather's cooking and meals around the kitchen table.
  
• I was looking forward to sleeping-in a couple of times. Hasn't happened. I just can't seem to sleep past 7:30. I know, I know, that would be sleeping in for some of you, but you are a freak if you get up before 5:45 in the morning.
  

The family doesn't return until the middle of next week. It has been a good reminder of how good my life is. I will think twice the next time before balking to change a dirty diaper or put one of my children to bed.