Saturday, January 9, 2016

Saturday...

  January 9, 2016...

    First week down with my love out of town, one week to go.  He should be home to me on Friday.  I have to say I really don't like this whole traveling for work thing.   I miss him so much when he's gone.   I'm used to being alone so that part doesn't really phase me. I can take out the trash and put gas in the car and shovel the walks.   I can take care of the kids and get myself to and from work.
   But I miss him. I miss his voice, his laugh and most of all his arms around me.   One more week.  It has also been almost a week since Boy 2 spread his wings and moved not only away from me but an entire state away from me.  When he says he needs to start his life he really means business.   No job yet that I have heard.  He's hoping to work at a smoke shop she he can do his tricks and be appreciated.   Boy 1 is still working and hanging out at home. I worry about him and his lack of a life. I hope he finds his way soon so he can have some experiences as well.
    The girl is right now at the local classic fun center with her cousin doing who knows what.  I have been doing some laundry, and slowly cleaning my kitchen... very lazy today.  Woke up at 10, laid in bed til the girl got up.  I fed her breakfast put a few things in the kitchen away and decided to lay back down for a bit. I got up again at 2.
    I took the girls over at around 4. She said she would call when she was ready to come home. I haven't heard anything but know she needs to be picked up by 10.  Hope she is just ready to and waiting by the door so I don't have to hold up traffic and I really don't want to have to circle around it is utter chaos there.  Not looking forward to the girls birthday party with that unholy parking situation but I guess we will all power through.   I am not a traffic/people person.  I used to love going places with the crowds, being a part of things.   Staying home with my love and a nice bottle of wine is fine with me these days.   No traffic.   No people.  No expense.
     Guess I'm getting old. I sure feel old.

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