DH is out of the country until Saturday. Business trips are no stranger to our relationship. He has to travel often. In fact...he moved to take his current job while I still lived in Miami and we lived apart for 6 months. I am usually just fine, but for some reason, this time, I am not holding it together very well. Our house seems so eerie and lonely. The dogs aren't much comfort either because they are being a bunch of lazy assess and sleeping since I got home from work. I have realized how truly boring life is without him.
I just need to hold it together for another 96 hours. I am going to chalk my break downs over his absense on hormones. Damn you hormones.