The kids are asleep (finally) and the house looks like it was hit by a tornado. Literally. Not a thing is in its place. This has me asking… why the heck can’t I do it all? Why can’t I have everything spic and span when Ben’s out of town? I want to be that woman who carries on as though nothing had changed, but I’m not. I get sad and cranky and lonely and overwhelmed by the smallest things. I don’t sleep well because I have dreams that all sorts of silly things are marching to get me. I need him. There, I said it… but I do. He’s our glue. He makes everything work just by being around. He calms me down and makes me happy. He’s loud and crazy, and I often think COULD THESE BOYS JUST STOP, but I already miss the noise.
Today I’m thankin’ the good Lord above for people like my friend Joanne, who saved the day today just by being herself. We’ve got a long haul ahead of us before he gets home, but I’m determined to pick up the house tonight so I can start afresh tomorrow morning.
I better hop to it!
Kristy
