Today marks the first day of my annual lonely week without my husband. He left at midnight to head to Florida for the NSA (National Softball Association) thingie. That's the official name, too. Annual Thingie.
Needless to say, I hate it. My husband takes care of me and everything domestic, pretty much. I am not good at the whole wife/mother thing and he is. Plus, I just plain old miss him.
I am bracing myself for this years' catastrophic development to happen while he is gone. Last year, I nearly had a nervous breakdown from work issues prompting me to seek medication. A couple of years ago our furnace died a tragic death AND Barack Obama won the election. Nothing so bad can happen this year, right? Cross your fingers.
Thursday, October 28, 2010
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