The teens were away without us, which meant my husband and I were alone in the house rehearsing for the empty nest phase. The empty nest phase will mean far fewer incidents of tripping over crocs and uggs in the hall. My husband went up North for Valentine’s Day to see his mother Queenie. I know there are people in the world who have never spent a day in bed unless they are ill. But trust me, spending a whole day in bed not answering your phone and reading is uniquely restorative.

Source: The Irish Times February 25, 2026 09:00 UTC