Brendan's on his plane by now, on his way to Orlando for his office's annual meeting. He'll be back Tuesday. I'm used to it by now, it's the third year he's gone. Orlando is a much calmer town (I imagine, anyway) than last year's location: New Orleans.(This is what happened last year.)
Sure, I guess I'll miss having him around, but I'll be plenty busy... An excursion into Old Town this weekend with my mother and grandmother, teaching starting up again Monday... Plus, I'll be too busy playing my records (yes, real vinyl ones) that he doesn't like really loud and cooking food he doesn't like to smell cooking, and hogging all the covers to really have time to be emotional about it.
