My husband left me yesterday. Ok, not left me, left me. He left for a mountain biking trip and will return Saturday. Hopefully in one piece... or maybe not. He did leave me for the rest of the week.
I don't do well by myself. I hate every second of it. Which is weird. Being an only child I feel like maybe I should be able handle my husband being gone for 4 days. Alas, I am a needy people person. I may have gotten a little over emotional the night before he left when I thought about having to sleep alone for the next 3 nights.
I pray Saturday comes quickly.
Single parenting really isn't my style.