Thanks Carcass.
The two weeks were brutal!
First, because she kept sleeping in late, I had to make the coffee every morning. Usually she gets up early and makes a pot that I just drink from once I crawl out of bed.
And her near-first question of every day was, "What you gonna' fix for dinner?"
Of course this was followed by her graciously offering to get it out of the freezer.
And then she told me that in her second week off she and one of her friends were going to visit another friend in South Carolina. But as the days passed and I kept asking when are you leaving, she kept saying "maybe tomorrow." But tomorrow never came.
But I tried to remain mobile and involved
with something in order to dodge some of her "let's," as in "let's do this or let's do that." Meaning why don't you do this or that.
It wasn't so bad though. I
almost miss her.