So. Here's a little tidbit about me.I would not do well if my hubby traveled all the time for work. He left this morning {exactly 10 hours ago, actually}, and I already think it stinks. Bill travels for work one week a year. One week. And that's it. He has an annual Store Manager Convention every year and Home Depot usually sends them somewhere pretty cool. Last year it was Las Vegas. This year it's LOS ANGELES! {P.S. I'm totally jealous that he's in a limo cruising around LA right now sight-seeing.} But the point is that it's only one week, which happens to be my least favorite week of the year. I don't like when he's gone. I don't sleep well. I miss him. The kids miss him. The days seem longer. I'm responsible for every single bath when he's gone...ahem. You get my drift.
And I know what you're thinking.
You're thinking that I'm a total baby. And I am. But you see, I'm just not used to it. Since it's only one week a year. So, pretty please forgive my babyish complaining. Because it probably won't be the only complaining I do before he gets back on Thursday. Sorry in advance.
4 comments:
it is so not fun when the hubby/daddy is gone. I feel your pain and am sorry! Hopefully the week will fly by and next week is SPRING BREAK!
girl i am tooootally with you. my hubs is rarely gone and never for a full week.
we have friends whose hubs travel a lot...like often most weeks at least 2-3 days of them. argh! That would kill me!
so you feel free to complain away, you'll get a sympathetic ear from me!
say what you need to say!!
OH friend... I feel your pain!
Jeff used to travel. Like a lot. And it never got easier. The days seemed longer. The nights were restless. Bath time was UGH!
You just vent away! You have every right!
{And wine helps. It really does!}
think it is time for an overnight for 3 gals at mimi's.
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