If you don't feel like listening to whining (about life, not the p-word), then feel free to skip this post.
I miss my husband. I am happy that he finally seems to have a job that matches his skills, interests him, and pays decently. However, I miss the days when he was a student and was home a lot. I basically got to see him any time I didn't have to work... I got to see him whenever I wanted. Now, he leaves in the morning before I do and he gets home after I do. In the morning neither one of us are big talkers. We pretty much just stay quiet and go about getting ready for the day. We both also get home pretty late (between 8-9pm) so we don't have much time together in the evenings... especially lately because I have been so tired and going to bed earlier than normal. Then, for 6 weeks in a row (4 down, 2 more to go) I have to work Saturdays. That means my only day off is Friday... and hubby has Saturdays and Sundays off... Add all these things together and you get a couple of people who don't get to spend a lot of time together (unless you count snoring next to eachother, which I don't).
I miss the days of being spoiled and getting to see hubby whenever I wanted.
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Ya, we tend to get kinda attached to them, huh? :)
My husbad does shift work for the county SO - So i knowwhat you mean
It is hard when you feel like two ships passing in the night. Hopefully it will calm down in a few weeks.
Ugh, that stinks. Mr. Sparky works graves so I only get to spend time with him on Saturday afternoons and Sundays. We're usually passing in the wind as I come home and he's leaving.
It won't be forever, I promise, but it still stinks!
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