So this is what it's like to have an only child?

Someone in the Universe had my back today. Someone knew I was just a few days away from starting my, uh-hum 'lady-time'. Someone knew the week before said time I alternate between feelings of rage and exhaustion.
Thank you.
My Mom called last night to see if it would be 'okay' if she took Stella for the day and kept her overnight. Yes, please. Thank you, very much.
Caleb came home from school, went across the street to a friend's house and only came home for dinner. He too is spending the night away.
The Lord has been listening to this girl's prayers.
My hubby and I caught up on several episodes of 'The Biggest Loser'. I didn't have to stop watching once to break-up a fight, wipe a butt or 'come quick and see how cute the kitty is being'.
Miles, the only child of the evening, has been happily playing with what-ever the hell he wants and doesn't even have to share. Apparently, the Lord has been listening to his prayers as well.
I love my kids, but I love them even more after a break.

Good news. 'Biggest Loser' got me focused. Must eat better. Must exercise. Must someday meet Bob the trainer and lick him because he is just too yummy not to lick. Oh, lost my focus.
Something I am trying: Drinking a big glass of water when I want to snack. The time I spent at weight watchers taught me that we (heavy weights) often mistake thirst for hunger. So far so good.