Hubby's been home for two weeks -- and I think we've settled into a new 'normal'.
He tends to work better at the library -- so he goes off to big U on the bus.
I get up early and write most of the morning.
The cats don't seem to think that each time he goes out the door, he's never coming back.
This will all change soon enough, when Hubby goes off to Ph.D. summer camp. I like the fact that his absence will be weird... and not the old 'normal'.