7 Months

Early April 8, 2010 the Hubs left his spoon on the edge of the sink...

as well as his beloved coffee mug...

and a half eaten chocolate croissant...

 from his favorite place in town.

 After days of packing bags, teaching me to drive a stick shift, and generally getting his affairs in order...he was leaving on a jet plane, only knowing he should be back in November.

 The departure was hard...

we were closer than we'd ever been and the thoughts of distance and change made the trip seem unbearable.

Not only did I take it hard...

but so did Pups :(

The next day we managed to make it into the office for a few hours...but still even Pups wasn't in the mood for to enjoy his favorite rawhide.

At home our mood was like the changing season...dead and depressed.

We hung our flag with pride, but knew the emptiness it stood for.

I tried to hang onto every bit of Hubs I could...his half eaten pastry sat on the counter for at least a week, the spoon on the sink and coffee mug for months...

I even attempted to have a taste of Hubs at home and motivated myself to make a burger in honor of him.

The Pups and I took up walking as a healthy habit for the body and mind.

That first Friday, April 9th I came home from my short day in the office to seven beautiful roses on the doorstep...

The next month we were down to six...

Then five, four...

 

three...

two...

AND ONE!!!

Pups and I survived the 7 months at home...and Hubs his time away in the desert :o)

After 31 weeks, we welcomed home our Green Mountain Boys on the afternoon of Wednesday, November 10, 2010!!!

Hubs is home, now let the cooking adventures resume!