Patrick left me today. And he got me up at 5 am to say goodbye. He’s on his 17-hour drive to see his family and will be gone for a couple of weeks. I’m thankful his drive today was safe and he made it farther than he originally planned. Since he still has some lingering Covid fatigue, he wasn’t sure how he’d do with the long drive, so it’s a good sign that it wasn’t too taxing.
I’m actually looking forward to having the tv to myself (hello, Christmas movies!) and hanging with the pups. Maybe I’ll spend time in my craft room. Oh, and definitely eat popcorn for dinner.