All the Single Ladies, Put Your Hands Up

Yes those would be the lyrics to the Beyonce song. No I am not truly single. Yes, I am living on my own for the next 2 weeks. P has packed up his stuff and moved out to our summer location. He left yesterday around noon. As most of you know, I really love my alone time. I like to putter around the house, think, write, organize, and spend time with just me. However, I found out yesterday that I enjoy that more when I know that P will be home soon. Our house seems so empty when he is not there. It seems so cold and sterile when he is gone. Plus, I don't sleep well. Every little sound wakes me up, and in a house as old as ours, there are a lot of those little sounds. I have some comfort with our dog there, I like to tell myself that he would protect me from an invader, but in all honesty, he would probably bring the intruder a ball and lick the man's face. So for the next two weeks it will be only me, and the dog.