Our house is so big that this morning I wandered around for a good five minutes looking for Gene and failing to find him. I’d forgotten too look in one part of the house, which is where he was. Yeah, that’s how big this place is (/stupid I am) — I actually forgot part of the house existed.
Also, I glanced at my Foursquare account while I was searching and it said “Gene was last seen 12 hours ago,” which under those circumstances was a little unsettling.
I found him eventually, but it was maybe not the best beginning for the first Valentine’s Day of our married life.