That's the drawback to having a blog and my Facebook set on "public." I didn't feel comfortable telling THE WORLD my husband was gone.
Woman basically alone in the house for 2 weeks! Come on over!
I cried a lot...out of stress. Yeah, I missed my husband but I knew he wasn't in immediate danger and we talked daily. It was mostly this overwhelming sense of "I can't do this" that got me.
I learned a lot about myself too. So it wasn't all stress and crazy.
That's a lie.
It was all stress and crazy with some self reflection forced upon me from my brain.
First of all, I need to figure out how to prepare my kids better next time. They sort of freaked out after a few days and I swear they were thinking...
I realized my diet sucks if I have no accountability. I swung back and forth between "EAT ALL THE JUNK" and "If I have to look at food I'll gag." I'm pretty sure I gained weight while he was gone. 12 days and I put on weight. Ugh.
So now, he's home and I'm recuperating. The kids are unharmed and the house is standing. (Wrecked...but standing) I'm not curled up in the corner.
However, if you need me I'll probably be lost in a book somewhere.