Last night there were no Bulldogs snoring louder than a herd of Harley Davidsons roaring through town.
Last night there were no cats crying shrilly to be fed. Again.
Last night there were no Havanese restlessly trolling the bed in search of an even comfier spot.
Last night there was no husband sprawled diagonally across the bed with the blankets tightly tucked far away from me.
Last night there were no chubby preschooler fingers intertwined in my hair as tiny little preschooler feet kicked me in the shins.
I had to go all the way to Chicago (for work) to do it, but last night? Last night I got to sleep without interruption. Wooooooo!
I did, however, kinda miss waking up to this face.
And by "kinda," I mean I missed it a lot.