I made it safely through the week, as I picked her up tonight. The house wasn't in shambles (although our bedroom wasn't the cleanest its been). I told Sarah that was intentional so that she would feel like I live like a shoddy bachelor whilst she's away.
Tonight, I went for my first run in a long time. The temperature was 52 this afternoon, and I realized that it might be my last chance to do so for a long time. (lower temperatures also lower my running motivation) To celebrate Sarah's return, I also wanted to pick up some flowers for her. So, I jogged with my key in one hand and credit card in the other. Our local florist (Plants, Etc.) is only three blocks down Fairmount from us, so I stopped in there on the way home.
After selecting the flowers I wanted--more precisely, what I thought Sarah might like--I held out my credit card to pay. She informed me that they don't accept credit cards for transactions under $25. I felt downtrodden...now I'd have to trudge home and return with money for the flowers! With the benevolence of a understanding mother from Pella, IA, she told me to just take the flowers and drop off the money someday in the future when I got the chance. I couldn't believe it! I thanked her and walked out the door--determined to spread the good cheer I had received.