I have been here, alone since Sunday about noon. I can't say I hate it. In fact, although I miss Mark, I have to say, it has honestly been really nice to have the solitude. Well, as much solitude as one can have when kids are in and out. But not having CrazyDog here has been wonderful...and that makes me feel seriously guilty. She has become such a problem, and since Sunday, I feel like I have been in someone else's place. I thought my kitties would be happy that she was gone, but they just seem out of sorts---things are just not right, since the dog and Mark are not here. (So much for the kitty celebration I envisioned...."Hey the big, SCARY hairy thing is gone, let's PARTAY...)
The sun is shining and still, the temps struggle to reach the teens. THIS, I AM TIRED OF. I want to get out and walk so bad, and the weather just will not cooperate. This winter and last is making me re-think the midwest 'til I die plan.