My husband is going down to Boise to a training session for the rest of the week. I'll be left all alone in that big, empty Craft-O-Matic bed with no one but four dogs to keep me company. (Our two, plus the two we're taking care of.) I'll be so alone...alone...alone.
I'm kind of a big sap when it comes to being away from my husband. We're coming up on our two-year anniversary and people tell me the separation anxiety goes away after a while. In the meantime, I'm sure gonna miss him. Waaaaah!