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Missing Them Already

Well, the hubby left this morning at 6:00 am for Canada. I vaguely remember telling him to be safe and "I love you". Mornings aren't exactly my best time of day.

The kidlets are at the campground with Grandpa and Grandma, which leaves me all by my lonesome. After I dropped them off I ran to the grocery store--I always spend more than I anticipate. The rest of the night was spent playing the PlayStation and watching TV.

Yet, no matter how well entertained I was, I couldn't help missing them. The house is empty without my family around. I missed goodnight kisses and snuggling with my hubby before falling asleep.

The dog even seemed lost. She kept going upstairs to the boys' bedrooms and then coming back downstairs like she was looking for her sleepig partners, which she was.

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  1. Anonymous1:03 PM

    Awww... I understand that!

    When I went to work for the 4th of July weekend at my boss's house (they left to go horseback riding, and I, in a sense, was house sitting while cat-sitting and stuff), I was there alone for 4 days. I kept calling home.

    My mom picked on me for it because I was only a few houses down the road. But it's weird being on your own, even if it isn't permanent at the time. I was surprised I made it through days with dogs waking me up at 5:30 and me going to bed anywhere from 11 PM to 1 in the morning.

    What really surprised me was that I stayed entertained with no one else there but me. It was such a weird experience though.

    So I understand feeling weird being alone in a house when I'm used to having people around ( five of them ).

    They'll be coming back. Ken's not going to be there Friday when I come to babysit, it's just going to be you and the boys?

    -Crystal

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  2. Krista Heiser10:23 PM

    He'll be home Friday. Although, I'm not sure what time.

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