This whole "you have no husband for 9 days" thing is a MF. Sorry to be profane-ish, but seriously, this is hard stuff. I can't imagine how people do grad school, work and have a dog without a partner. The people who manage to keep their living space clean AND do this deserve a medal and probably extra vacation days. And on top of that, you miss them! And now I remember why I am happier now than I was in my late teens/early twenties.
One thing I will say about this week: It has made me really grateful for a lot of things. It's made me grateful for my amazing husband (I know I did that post a few days ago, but can I add in that he has dinner ready when I come home from school most nights, that he happily takes turns with me on dog-walking responsibilities, always buys me my favorite stuff at the grocery store without me asking, and he snuggles me when I hop in bed and then lets me cuddle up against him all night? I told you, he's totally amazing, I am highly lucky.) It's made me grateful to have my pup to come home to and keep me company all night. It's made me grateful for how willing and eager my family is to pitch in and help me when I'm stuck (ie, I work from 8-5 and on Tuesdays have class from 5:30 to 8:30, and the pup clearly cannot be kenneled from 7:40 am-9:00 pm- enter my aunt and uncle, the perfect pet-sitters.) It's made me grateful for having a job with consistent, standard hours, where I can easily plan out my life outside of work. The alone time ends on Sunday, but it's made me grateful for having a few days to remember to be grateful for everything I have and how lovely my mundane day-to-day really is.
And I can't wait to get back to it. =)