Things that have happened in the empty house:

1. Eating a lot of chocolate cake
2. Doing things on the porch rather than inside (sitting on the stairs, my only chair)
3. Discovering again how uselessly sensitive our smoke alarms are at 2:30 AM, and having to use sleepy-ingenuity to figure out how to reach the goddamn things without furniture to help (a bucket, as it turns out)
4. Getting used to the reverberance (no absorption, just walls and hardwood floors)
5. Avoiding being in the empty house