Am I complaining? Yes! Am I unhappy about it? No, not really. Last July I was alone longer than I had been anytime in our 44 years of marriage to that point, but I was so busy trying to get my cellar dug out, that it didn't even bother me. I don't like to be alone any time, but sometimes it is necessary.
Today Carol was going to the knitting/spinning guild, which is a group of ladies who get together to spin, knit, crochet, weave, but a lady who is also our neighbor is responsible for making costumes for actors and actresses who put on music plays, like, "Oklahoma," and "Fiddler on the Roof," to name a couple. I used to play my trombone in the orchestra pit while those performances were taking place, but I have not done that since 1999. Anyway she is behind making her costumes, so Carol and our daughter are helping her today. Carol took her spinning wheel just incase she needed something extra.
Sunday night our daughter is leaving for California to take a Boxer dog to a friend's place to get it bred. It is a partnership, and they are sharing expenses. She is a nice doggie, but they have to take pains all the time to see that the wrong dog does not breed her. Anyway Carol is going down to drive our granddaughter to her college classes. She has driven some, but she doesn't have her license to drive, and she has not had enough experience to be a safe driver. I will be bringing one of our daughter's doggies up here with me, because our daughter is afraid of two doggies getting together because they try to kill each other, and that doggie is good friends with my big doggie Scooby, so they will get along just fine. Our daughter will be gone for 2 weeks, and I don't like to think about being alone for that long, but I will be fine, and the 2 weeks will not go fast enough! But it is okay, and I am alright with it!