When he gets back he will be home 2 days then laeave for Chicago for a week.
I often tease him by telling him I need a bf if he keeps traveling so much.
I actually enjoy the time alone, no rush for dinner to be made or to ruin because he is running 2 hrs late, I can watch a good movie curlded up to a cozy fire insted of football and no one stealing blankets and leaving me 8 inches of bed space.
Plus I appreciate him more when he returns.
It's like down time to me and I need that right now. Lately, he has been that pesky fly we can never seem to rid of but pops ups to torment you.
Don't get me wrong we have a great relationship full of humor. Lately since I lossed my mom he doesn't quite get it when it comes to how I feel. He thinks I should suck it up and move forward. Easier said than done. I told him to work giving birt to the twins he seems to have been lugging the last year and I deal with my issues. What's funny.....he is trying but complaining how he is starving to death eating salads and smaller portions. He suggested therapy for me and I gave him Jenny Craig's phone #.
