I don’t like this. My husband just left for his sleep study and I’m suddenly feeling very lonely. I haven’t spent a night without him at least in the house for three years and I already miss him. I don’t think he believes that - maybe he thinks I’m having a party with the cat and dog - but I do.

Thinking about it, this is the first time I’ve slept without another human in the house in seven years. Yikes. It used to not bother me at all. I used to like living on my own. I don’t think I would anymore.