He went back to work today, carrying his cold with him like a rock. It's weird to be alone after having so much time together. I keep thinking he is in the other room. I miss him already. I don't have a car so I'm stuck at home.
Isabelle is sleeping next to me and our Christmas tree is glowing and I'm feeling mild and rather calm. Sort of unmotivated but not really down. This is a good thing. I hope this feeling lasts for more than a few days, I need a break from the monster.
The Christmas season is here and it does and doesn't feel like it. I'm excited though. Everything is lush, beautiful and abiding.
We should know today or tomorrow when we will close on the house. I'm so excited I want to do a little shimmie shake dance.
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