I miss my husband...and son too!

I'm feeling very sad and disconbobulated (is that how you spell that word????). Dan and Cody left about 4 hours ago to drive to the South Oregon Coast to go deep sea fishing with Dan's Uncle Arthur. I'm glad that they're going. These father/son excursions are important, but that doesn't mean that I don't miss them. The house is so quiet. Not that we talk all the much throughout the day. In fact, three of the seven days, Dan is gone all day at work. But there's something about knowing that his chair upstairs is empty and it will be so for the next two days that leaves me feeling empty inside. I hate sleeping alone. I usually leave the TV on. It helps somehow. Chelsea was gone most the day with her friend Alex and she informed me when I picked her up that they're going to get together again tomorrow, so I can't count on her to keep me company. I guess I'll go see a movie. I'm pitiful. I hate that I have such a strong reaction to the absence of half my family.