I survived my first day without Richard.  I got some things done, but I don't see it as a real productive day.  And I guess the things that happened or did not happen would not have been any different if he had been here, except that he would have made me some money.  But the fact that I only got in one new paper and one small check in the mail would have been the same with or without him.  But the best thing that happened because he was not here was that I took Sheila with me and we stopped for lunch the the Greek Souvlaki uptown and had our gyros.  Sheila has still been suffering with her cough through much of the day.  It has been, dare I say, okay, and tonight when we went to our family home evening group for dinner it was still there but did not force us to come home early.  We ate and then had a lame discussion for our lesson and then our hostess gave each of the men a rose and asked us for some kind of romantic expression for our wives.  I said that love is only a word and needs to be used in the context of appropriate behavior.  I said that one of the ways that I express my love for my wife is to squidgy the shower when I use it.  I know that I don't fit the typical romantic notions at Valentine's Day or at any other time of the year.  I cold plead my case that I am romantic, but that is best left for Sheila and others to judge.  Sheila just called down to say that she was going to bed.  She'll be up at 4 am in the morning to go back to the temple after a two week hiatus.  Me, I'm looking to be awakened, but then I will go back to sleep (I hope) for a few more hours of sleep.   Then my hopes for my day number two without Richard are not very high.  There is just too much to do for me to be very productive.  So in a way it does feel a little like a vacation, at least a working vacation.