John is unfortunately working today and tomorrow. I'll have him all to myself after then though and he is not in at work until next year, which neither am I. He had to leave tonight and I won't see him again until he's knocking at my door in the early morning. I hate having to see him go, and he is not happy doing it either. He quite adorably made this sad face after his dinner tonight, and told me that this is how how feels when he has to leave me. You may not see it, but the mashed potato work of art he made also has tears coming out of the eyes of the sad square of mashed potatoes.