Lucky you, every time my hubby has told me he is going to Boston to visit his sisters for a long weekend he comes back home the next day. It drives me nuts because I'll have all these plans and then he comes strolling in the door. I love him but a few days to myself would be terrific. I could sew and quilt and quilt and sew and maybe spend a few seconds doing housework and then get back to quilting. I wouldn't turn the TV on once the whole weekend, no Law & Order reruns.