Today I went to the resident-applicant mixer even though Justin was on-call.
That's right: I went to a party voluntarily and alone!
Granted, it was at a friend's house, so it was easy to do.
Anyway, coming home to an empty house is getting to be so common with Justin on call that I feel single again. That nice homey feeling, when you know you get to do whatever you want and you can crawl into bed with the laptop and no one will be bothered...
Then I remember I am married and wonder what the hell I'm doing alone again.