Alone...

Justin has left me for "Survivor Man" weekend. He left this afternoon dressed in his best Bear Grylls attire entirely too excited to spend the night in the wild (aka some random person's land that we don't know). He's going to freeze. So, alone I went to our supper club. He sure did miss a good Thanksgiving-esque meal. I brought him home a plate; I am sure he will be really hungry when he returns. I do hope he doesn't decide to eat any bugs.

I haven't been by myself at night in a really long time. I think the last time I was alone I was dying with the flu, and Nicole was left to take care of me. Justin (knowing I might pass on at any minute) and Jonathan went to Birmingham to work on the Milner Street house. I haven't let him forget that one... I feel like my roommates all have left to go home for the weekend, and I am in Auburn alone. What to do?? I feel like I am breaking all the little rules I, not realizing it, have set for myself. For example, I am up way past my 9 o'clock bedtime (and on the computer, which is really odd), I have all the lights in the house on and I left all the dishes from my supper-club contribution in the sink. I think I am going to let the puppies sleep with me tonight. We've never let them before, but I always want to and Justin says no. So...since he is not here, tonight is a great opportunity to test it out. I'm such a rebellious wife. They can have his side of the bed.