OMG! That was so real! I had to laugh too though. I can tell when he would walk in the house. I could tell by his eyes, by that dang voice he used, by the way he tried to walk lightly around the house, dropping the remote on the hardwood floor, by the way he breathed, by the way the kitchen/den looked, by the grass on the table that came off a bottle that had been hiding in the pine tree! One of my favs was the pound of soap in a glass he used to cover up the Wild Turkey smell!
I know it has only been a week since I made him leave, but my house (which I had before he moved in and we got married) is feeling like MY house again!