First off, let me just say that I know that a lot of people have to travel for work or have spouses that have to travel for work. That is not my choice. I like to travel but for fun, not for business. I don’t love the idea of anyone telling me where to go and what to do – but you probably already guessed that about me.
I say all that because hubby left for an extended business trip. I am already a blubbery mess. Yes, I’m a big girl. And yes, I’ll be okay. But in the meantime, it sucks.
He gave me a hug and a kiss as he was leaving. I cried. He said he was surprised that I was still so sad every time he left. I told him not to flatter himself, that I was crying because I was left behind with the children.
The truth is, I am still so sad every time he leaves because, well, I kind of like him. We got married so that we can spend time together. And almost every night, I sit on the sofa and he sits in his blue chair and we talk about stuff. Not necessarily important stuff but that’s not the point. And almost every single Thursday, we hang out together without the kids on date night – sometimes it’s a fancy dinner, sometimes it’s an event but more often than not, it’s just beer and tater tots and shooting some pool (badly). But not this Thursday. And not next Thursday. And it sucks.
