FI left early this morning to visit his parents for a week and half. All this week I was excited for him to leave so that I could have the house to myself for a while. Well this morning when I dropped him off at the airport it made me so sad that I had to hold back the tears on the drive home. The house was so empty and quiet while I was getting ready for work

Now I'm being all mopey at work and I feel ridiculous because he's only been gone for like 3 hours, and it's not like he's going to be gone forever. *sigh* Work's not helping because all I have to do today is a super boring project.We need some fun around here!