T-Minus 5 weeks and counting

Yesterday was the day. The day I always dread. The day my kids dread.

Yesterday was the day that my husband left to go back on the road for 5 weeks.

I told myself I wouldn't cry this time but it didn't work. I tried to be as distant from him for the last 8 hours that he was home. He can always tell I am do that too. It bothers him but it seems to be the only way I can keep myself from completely losing it at the thought of him leaving.

I feel like a big cry baby. Like I am  weak and can't handle things without her husband. That's NOT who I am though. I have always been pretty independent. I was a single mother for 4 years so I KNOW how to handle things.

I appreciate what he is doing. I know it's as hard on him as it is me. He doesn't want to leave the girls. He knows how much they miss him when he is gone.

Chris and I were talking the other day about what I can do to help with the finances while I am at home. I offered to go back to work, but that idea was quickly shot down. Neither one of us want our kids in daycare.

He wants me to get back into making bows and clothes. My craft room has been converted into a quest bedroom. I have some ideas about turning my desk area into an office/craft area. Just not sure about how cluttered it would look.

OK so now I am thinking before and after pictures! I have an idea. Must. do. it. now.