Today, my husband had an early morning appointment. He hasn’t left the house in a while because he’s post op and I was very excited to get him in the car so I could starfish in bed.

We have 3 dogs that sleep with us and he’s a thrasher so I typically have a small triangle of territory that I have to defend with my life.

Anyways, I starfished for about 20 minutes and started getting very uncomfortable by the silence.

Point is, I already miss him. Marriage is weird. Oh and if you don’t know what starfishing is, here’s a reference: