Sometime next week, we expect A to be called to go to his flight training. I don't know how long he'll be gone this time, but we'll have to see. One the one hand, I'll be sad to see him go again. But on the other, I'll be happy that I can get back into my "me only" routine. Somehow, I'm get more done when I'm by myself. However, I expect that feeling of happiness will only last a few days at the most, before I start missing him again. I guess that I'm missing him already and he's here for at least another week or so.