Funny coincidence about being alone -- one of my friends on FB (college friend) was just on the brink of an anxiety attack because her husband and kids are all out of the house for a few days and she does not know how to be alone! She had no idea what to do with herself, so a bunch of us chimed in with suggestions of walks, bubble baths, chick flicks, reading, etc.
I can't imagine! I always have a million things to do, and some that I like having the house to myself for. I guess because I was single for so long (didn't marry until I was 37), I got *very* comfortable in solitude. In fact, I feel overwhelmed if I have too much time surrounded by too many people without a break. So funny how we all have different thresholds!
Plus, I always find that a few days apart makes us appreciate each other even more than we already do.