Goodness Gracious, I’ve been in the shop. 
Theoretically there’s nothing much keeping me from being in the shop at ten or eleven at night. But for some reason when Abby and Roby are here I like to be with them at bed time, and after that it feels like a proto-sleep, a waking night where not much is gonna get done. Entering the house they’re sleeping in, dusty as heck, feels wrong. 

But with them gone I’ve been in the shop a lot, I’ve gotten a fair bit done, it feels nice. I’ve been going non stop while they’re been away, mostly I think that’s just to distract me from the fact that I can’t press my face against theirs, which is just the best. 

I’ve dedicated myself to making the house a place they’ll be super happy to return to, all clean and tidy with the junk out front gone, or most of it, at least. 

I hope I’ve done it.