Now I can understand the joy and anticipation of the child coming home from college for a holiday weekend and the sadness and quiet of the house after she leaves. Even with child two and three still present. Maybe it is the grayness of the day or the almost-slipping-away 4:00 p.m. November sun. Whatever . . . I feel a smallish case of the Sunday blues. If only I had put on some lentil soup to cook in the slow cooker earlier today, my mood might be more uplifted. But my house is dark and my pots are cold. Guess I’ll be scrounging around the fridge in a few hours to feed the two boys and I. And then Chris will be back from Texas later tonight. That is a cheery little thought yet for the day!