And hubby's gone to do what he does. This time his order didn't get canceled, and this time it won't be a get there and turn around assignment. He's happy. I have a quiet house. Nobody to blame when I get stuck writing (I can blame Pink, but Pink would blame me, so I guess we're even), nobody to interfere when I want to concentrate.
He loves it. We will stay in touch by telephone, like usual. At least he's on Pacific time, not Eastern, so if I need to get up to give him a wakeup call, I won't have to get up at 4...LOL.
He loves it. He took his camera, so maybe we'll get some good pics, too.
Wonder how busy he'll stay this summer. This is early for Northern California to burn so bad.