The past two days haven’t been easy for me. NOT.AT.ALL. I seem to be in this horrible funk and all I wanna do is sit around and pout. Unfortunately, I can’t do that. With Mark being gone, I have a full plate and then some.
I’m trying to take care of our kids, keep the house clean (HUGE FAIL!), pay the bills, take Zach to all 5 football practices each week, get things ready for school, post here, manage my website, build my photography business, worry about how we will make ends meet once Mark isn’t traveling and bringing in that extra income, do the laundry…all of this while I try to keep us fed, bathed, and spend a little time with the kids.
All of that is hard enough. But when your in a funk, it’s even harder.
There’s one thing I have gained from this whole out of town business and it’s UTMOST respect for Army Wives and people who go months without seeing their spouse. Two weeks at a time is miserable, I just can’t imagine going any longer.
Fortunately, it will all be over soon and Mark will be home in 48 hours…..but that still doesn’t make me feel any better.
I want him here now!

































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