Still here. Still breathing – and exhaling.
So we’re plugging along, and I count it as a success that I’ve only totally lost it twice – both times with Nathan, my completely unreasonable cuddlebug. Irrational screaming two times during a full week of husbandlessness isn’t too bad…right?
Michael took some kind of international cell phone with him, and he buys some sort of phone card while he’s there, so I get to talk to him at least once – sometimes twice – a day, which also really helps. There’s a 12 hour time difference, so when I talk to him in the morning, I ask “How was your day?” and at night, “How did you sleep?” It’s a little bizarre, but at least I don’t have to mentally calculate what time it is in his world. In the midst of everything else, at least I don’t have to do math in my head. He tells me that the trip has gone really well – he’s operated twice and given a couple of lectures to the doctors there, and they spent one day working at the orphanage. He also mentioned this morning that he really should do all of his shopping at the beginning of the trip because he really misses me by the end and buys me all sorts of goodies.
As it should be.
I’m not complaining.
OK, maybe just a little complaining.
I had planned for the kids and I to spend the afternoon with my parents yesterday. We met them for lunch and went to see their new house, and I was planning for us to go back to their current rental house after that and hang out…but it just wasn’t worth it. “Wild animals disguised as children,” remember? So we came home early, and I fell asleep on the couch while the boys played a game in the same room. Yep, that’s right. They played, laughed, screeched, argued. I fell asleep. I was really, really tired.
Yes, that is me later that night, taking my own picture in my bathroom mirror. I felt utterly ridiculous, but really – what are my options here?
In any case, I love the cut – super sassy and stylish, and very easy to fix. I can feel un-frumpy in a matter of minutes with the help of this:Is it a hairbrush? Is it a hairdryer?
Two more days…