I am now one of "those women."
Those women whose husbands are out of town on business as many nights as they are at home.
At least temporarily.
Just to fill in those of you (I'm estimating 2 of the 5 of you who read this blog) who don't know our big news for 2011: we are moving to Phoenix.
There was talk at Thanksgiving of a possible promotion with relocation for the hubby, and a few weeks later the offer letter finally came with a start date of January 1.
That had me pretty freaked out. His company gives you NO TIME to process what is happening and the thought that the holidays were mere days away and that as soon as they were done we would be moving had me pretty shaken up.
Then I found out that the company would put our house on the market for us and buy it after 6 months if it hasn't already sold. In the meantime they would pay for B to fly back and forth from Denver to Phoenix on a weekly basis so that he would have 3-4 days there & 3-4 days here.
This was a great relief to me.
Until yesterday, when it suddenly hit me that he was packing to leave me alone. ALONE. with my 3 little monsters, er, munchkins.
So, now all I have to do is survive the week without his help at night...