This morning I told Bruce I thought a drive to Billings after church might be nice.  There are a couple little junky flea markets there we look through now and then.  It was a hot day, but nice to be out together just driving and chatting.  After three ten hour days followed by about six hour working-at-home evenings those same nights before the first two days of school, I felt like I hadn’t even spoken to Bruce all week!  I feel better now.