Okay, so Shane was gone for a week (last week)… of course I’m just talking about it now… well for obvious reasons (kooks, nuts, murderers, crazies, stalkers, etc.  – None of you of course).  Anyhoooooooosis…. He took my Jeep and I got to drive his big Chevy truck for the week.  I’ve affectionately renamed it the Hooptie.  Not because it’s beat up, it’s not.  Actually this ol Chevy has been remarkable over the last 8 years.  But he keeps all kinds of crap in it.  It reminds me of one of those cars in India with all the bobbles and stuff all over it.  Every time I hit a bump stuff swayed from the rear view mirror.  lol.

When he took the Jeep with my garage door remote.   I had to use the old one, which is the size of a TicTac box.   And, um, btw, you cannot open the garage door with a TicTac box.  Nope.  can’t be done.  Oh, I tried at least twice a day but nope, can’t be done.   I can’t tell you how many times I reached into my purse and pressed that TicTac box.  Dumbass.

I also had the best sleep in the 22 years we’ve been married.  Middle of the bed baby, holy cow what a restful sleep!

3 of the nights I made dinner but ate alone because everyone was at their respective commitments.  At first it was cool.  Then it was just weird.  Very weird.

I actually got more done around the house, which is very weird.  I even started wrapping up my second book, which is a ton of work.

Our Saint Bernard slept in til 2 or 3 in the AFTERNOON every day he was gone.  I thought she was dead in the basement a few times (she IS almost 11 – remember?) but I just listened closely and there it was, a long snore and a big snort.

He also “had” to take my camera.  On his way out the door I told him he needed to buy batteries… which of course he didn’t… so I went without a camera for a whole week for NOTHING.  (that’s like jail for a blogger).

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