Olof went to town before I got up this morning and was gone for the better part of the day. Because the kids are home from school this week for fall break, and Tage and Lydia each had a friend over, I was home alone with six kids. Six! By the time that man of mine walked in the front door, I was just about ready to walk right out it. I fear I am in for a rude, rude awakening if he ends up getting a job that makes him work away from home. Even a few hours without him feels like an eternity in this madhouse.