No advice to offer, because I'm feeling the same. I've had an empty house all weekend. H decided to take the kids to a friends place for the weekend. Of course he kept asking me to go but I haven't seen these people in years and felt nervous about going. So here I am, empty house. I should love it right? Baby free time to do what I want right? It hasn't worked out that way. I just wandered around the house looking at all the things I could be doing, not feeling like doing them and thinking how good it would be to have a friend.

Wouldn't it be nice if you could just look out the window and know if the person walking by is lonely too... then maybe...