I came home from work tonight and the house was just...silent.
That's because Todd left this morning for a weekend of work and took Rigby with him.
I kind of felt like I didn't know what to do with myself - I've grown so accustomed to having a presence in the house, human or dog, that it was weird to be here just me, myself and I.
It's funny to feel that way though. I've spent the majority of my years post-parental-nest living alone, and I could usually always find lots of ways to occupy myself, as I eventually did tonight.
I guess I just miss my boys a little.
But there is one thing both Todd and I agree is a positive about this weekend: The extra room to sprawl in bed!
Full size just doesn't cut it.