Husband is Out of Town

Warning: This is a self-indulgent post....

I would like to first start out by whining.... my husband is out of town all week for work! And he has to go out of town next week, then another week after that, and even more later in the month.

Wow, it's hard having him gone. It just throws me all out of wack not having him there. Yes, I know we already had limited time together to begin with since I'm in law school and work full time. But now we don't even have that.

I miss him terribly because we've never really spent this much time away from each other. On top of that, I have to pick up the slack around the house - which I'm not doing a very good job of - while he's gone. And I also have to take care of the animals. All of this on top of working and being in school.

When he changed jobs last year, we knew he may have to travel a little. But he's never had to be gone this much before.

I have barely cooked since he left. It feels so wasteful to cook just for me. So instead I've been scrounging up leftovers, eating lean cuisine microwave meals, or getting takeout.

I actually haven't studied very much either, mainly because I'm feeling a little apathetic about school - which is normal for me this time around the term - but it's worse having my husband gone. The funny thing is, when he's home, he's sometimes in one room while I'm in the other, so it's not like we're constantly together. But having his presence in the house makes a difference.

As for sleeping, while having the bed to myself may sound like heaven, it's not. It's lonely and hard to sleep with no husband and no dog crowding me out. There's too much bed to roll around in. And the house is too quiet. I lay in bed longer in the morning than normal because I don't have to share the bathroom, but I also end up getting to work later than normal because I'm off my regular schedule.

When we call each other in the evenings, it's funny that we don't have much news to tell each other since he hasn't been gone THAT long. I feel like I need to tell him exciting news, not just that I watered the garden and took out the trash. But despite everything, it's still really nice to hear his voice.

I confess, I shipped Piggy (the dog) out to Grandma's for the week because my late classes make it hard to come home and let him out or even feed him. That's not fair to Piggy so off to Grandma's he went. Of course, Piggy is treated like a little king at my parents' house, so I highly doubt he misses me much.

Big Bird and Little Bird are a little more self-sufficient, but since they have the capacity for speech, they tell me off each night when I come home for leaving them so long. I actually think they are a little stressed out because both my husband and my dog are gone. I think they don't quite know what to make of it. Little Bird now sounds the alarm every time a truck the size of my husband's comes down the street. Then he waits to see if it pulls into our driveway. It's a little sad to watch - and painful on the ears to listen to - but he's going to be so happy when my husband finally comes home.

The only bright spot is that my husband will be home on the weekends this month... so Fridays can't be here soon enough for me right now.