Bye-Bye Trailer Queen

The husband just called me. The trailer queen is gone. That didn't take long at all... he's only been at the show for three hours! Sort of sad, really. I really liked that sled, but he never rode it because it was in mint condition. We still have the awards we won with it, though.

Last night actually sucked. I'd been looking forward to sleeping in bed all by myself for a week. Well, not exactly by myself. I had the 3 cats and the dog with me... with pets, you are never truly alone.

So I get the demons off to bed and I go and lock the doors. Funny thing that is, really. Won't go into that, though. I shut off all the lights and go to our bedroom. Get undressed.... hey, this isn't a exotic blog.... put my "granny jammies" on. Thats what the husband calls them; my grandma jammies. He hates them with a passion. Anyway, I put those on and crawl into bed, making sure not to disturb the already 2 sleeping cats. I get all snuggled into my blankets and take my place smack dab in the middle of the bed.

Then I get a lump in my throat.

Where the hell did that come from? Is this not what I've been waiting for all week long? The bed to myself... nobody hogging the bed or the covers... no loud smelly noises coming from under the covers? No familiar hand pawing at me, hoping I'm not as tired as I said I was? Whats the lump for? I just suddenly felt this incredible sadness. My honey wasn't in bed and I knew he wasn't going to be. I could have cried, it wouldn't have taken much, but I didn't. I just closed my eyes and fell asleep with the purring times 3 on all sides of me.....

Then I woke up this morning... best damn night of sleep I've had in a LONG time! Didn't even realize I was beating my snooze button until 45 minutes after I was supposed to be up.

Yep, I missed the husband, but not enough to not enjoy the slumber!

Looking forward to tonight...