Sometimes I'm amazed by how things have a way of working out. Last year, after living in Concord for a couple of months I had met a couple of people. Literally, a couple of people. Sure I waved at our neighbors and at the people at the dog park, but I hadn't met anyone that I would've called a friend- someone that I would've wanted to meet for coffee or invite to dinner. As a person who spends a lot of time by myself working from home for myself, I'm used to braving the 9-to-5 alone until Mike gets home. After a couple of months I remember saying to Mike - I miss friends. Not only do I miss our friends- which is a big deal entirely, I miss having friends.