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There's a lot to get used to in this. The deafening silence of my days is a little much, but it's hard to find a radio station I like - there are surprisingly few radio stations to choose from. Music is always on, of course, but the lack of a real-time voice is a silence itself, if that makes sense.

There's much less cleaning to do, which makes me feel like I'm missing something obvious - while I jokingly call Sir 'Pigpen' frequently, he's not *that* messy.

That cats woke me several times last night fighting on top of me over cuddling space, as I'm apparently too thin to provide enough of a DMZ. I fantasize about stuffing them into a closet, Beyond Thunderdome style; "Two cats enter, one cat leaves!"

He's still recovering slowly from his cold, which adds to the general 'offness' of our interactions. While I have some quite mild symptoms, I'm doing fine in comparison. I'm also not in a hotel in Detroit. I doubt these facts are unrelated. We're loving Skype video chat, though.

This schedule is going to do rotten things for my social life, though. bethynyc and chelseagirl47, I won't be able to make the next few book club meetings, I'm afraid. I'd very much like to rejoin when he's back home regularly, but only having two days out of seven with any physical proximity requires a shift in priorities. I am, however, available for weekday afternoons/evenings for coffee dates, dinner, etc. *Very* available. I'll still be reading the books, as well.

To end on an up note, thanks to some birthday money it took me this long to actually *spend*, I have a new hat. I like it.