Well, hubby is home for the weekend and, in some ways, things are on more of an even keel. I have support with the boy, and I have help with shopping, household chores, etc. On the other hand, we’re now used to living apart and having all of the control over every decision. This, of course, leads to conflict. We’ve forgotten what it’s like to compromise and think about each other’s feelings. No wonder neither of us married earlier (especially him). He can be a real asshole (and admits it), at times.
And in other news, the new dishwasher arrived today. Yippee! It’s pretty small and it takes FOREVER to run, but it seems like it could be a big timesaver, which is desperately needed in these parts, especially when the man of the house is away.
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So, I know I haven’t mentioned this here, but I spoke with my (new) boss recently, and he is open to my moving across the country (again) to get the family back together. So, there’s no timetable set, but it appears to be an inevitability. I don’t even want to talk about it more, as it just brings anxiety about change — selling the house, packing up all our things, figuring out where we want to live, etc. It’s just too much for me, mentally, given all of the other things on my mind on a regular basis. But it’ll get done. Slowly but surely.