It’s the first day back to work after an extended Thanksgiving holiday. I’m here. I’ve done some work. But I can’t say my heart’s in it. My heart is in taking an hourlong nap.
After having Amy and her kitten, Ari, home for six days, it’s unusually quiet around the house. No marathon of “The O.C.” final season. No kitties chasing each other around the living room. No random hissing. Ken left on business this morning, so it’s just me and Gidget knocking around the old house.
I miss everybody.