I need to tell you all that things are not going well at home. Just after I left, a tree fell on some power lines, leaving two entire neighborhoods without power, a situation that has not yet been remedied. My husband turned on our generator and it lasted for a day before it, too, conked out.

Bored to tears, with no entertainment and no lights, my husband was left with just two things to do: brush the loose fur off of two dogs and a cat, and/or talk to me on the phone. We talked more in just one night than we have in years. I learned several critical pieces of information. The first is that I need to get the generator fixed. The second is that our window casings are starting to rot away. The third is that my husband needs to retire soon for the sake of his sanity.

I’m missing alot by being away from home.