He's Home!
Do you like how I have been keeping a play-by-play?
James finally came home last night but that was only after his flight was delayed. I was originally supposed to pick him up at 10:30pm and be home by 12:30am and asleep by 1:00am. That would have left me tired but it would have been manageable. As my dad used to say "You are young and on your first set of legs". It turned out that I could not pick him up until almost 1:00am and didn't get home until just after 3:00am. I am not that young.
I am one tired monkey!
He is Coming Home!
You know how I said I was so lonely without
James? It was true and still is. But tonight he is coming home. Hooray! I am excited about seeing him- I am not so excited about the 2 hour drive to Little Rock Arkansas to go get him. He had to fly in and out of there because it was $800 dollars cheaper. The
Memphis "International" Airport (it has the occassional flight to Canada or Mexico or something to make it technically international) doesn't have
Southwest. Do you know why? Because Memphis is such a stupid city that they figure that a good way to bring money into the city is by having a ridiculously high airport tax. That would force a great and inexpensive airline such as Southwest to no longer be great and inexpensive so the airline just refuse to come here. I don't blame Southwest but that sucks for the rest of us. And Memphis government wonders why they are short on money- it is because everyone goes to
Little Rock or
Nashville.
Well, I'm still excited that James is coming home.
A friend of mine does cake decorating as a hobby and went to a
class on Sunday in some town about an hour from here. When she got back her husband was so excited. It was really cute and they were trying to get my sympathy which did not come because she had been gone for 12 hours and James had been gone (at that point) 5 days. After talking to them I found that in their nearly 10 years of marriage, they have never spent the night apart. The longest they had gone was a long work day that lasted about 18 hours. I don't really know what to think about that. It is cute and they are sweet but I wonder. If their intention is to never spend a night apart, that means that he can never go on an all men's retreat and she can never go spend a weekend at the spa with girlfriends. Am I a bad person for enjoying
some time away from my husband? It sounds so bad.
So Lonely
I am so lonely with my husband gone.
My friends have been great and come to my rescue. In fact, I hardly have a moment to sit down (figuratively- I mostly sit all day at work). I had to
google map my day for tomorrow and it added up to 52 miles I have to drive. 52! I'm not sure I can afford to have friends- the gas is too expensive.
Happy Mother's Day...Eventually
I bet you never knew how much Mr.T cared. The very end is the best (and by "best" I mean, the weirdest) part.
"Treat Her Right"
