Today was our first day—that is, the first day since Aaron and I have been married that we weren’t together all day. Aaron started his first day as graphic designer for a small printer here in town, so while he’s gainfully employed, his wife is pining away. His boss seems very flexible, so we’re hoping it will eventually turn into a “work at home more than at work" thing, but for now, he’s off to the office every day. Hmmmm—maybe that’s why they call it an “office." Ah, well; it’s been a wonderful seven month honeymoon—but I sure do miss having my hubby around. Especially when I run out of ketchup and can’t get to Wal-Mart to buy more, and then the kitchen sink drain inexplicably decides to go on strike, and I run out of change for the laundry after just one load, and the bird takes his fourth tumble of the day and starts acting mildly injured (he’s cuddling with me instead of chewing on me, which is always a cause for concern). It may be time for another letter to Mr. Murphy. On the upside, we are glad for the steady income.