It's so easy to come in to work on Monday feeling like you're playing catch-up. The weekend is never quite long enough. J's working evening shifts this week. As I took care of the dogs this morning, and tried to be quiet getting ready for work, so that he could sleep in, I briefly thought about how much I'll miss him this week. I know I can text and call and gchat, but seeing him. I'll probably be ready for bed by the time he comes home. Fortunately, I've been meaning to visit my parents, catch up with Stephanie, and go to Bible Study, so this week will still be happy. Just different.