Hubby left for a four-day trip to Evansville, Indiana this morning and I already miss him. It is weird, because lately I just want to be left alone. No kids, no hubby, no anyone. But the moment he leaves, I get all busy and actually care about things around the house I don't normally pay attention to. I did a load of laundry, did the dishes, put away already folded clothes and had a tea party with my youngest daughter.
My typical evening consists of getting "sucked" into my Lazy Boy chair--watching TV and reading the paper until bedtime. Why is this? Why the Doctor Jeckel/Mr. Hyde?
