Business Trips

Michael's job takes him out of town quite a bit. Most of the time he is only gone two or three days a week. Every once in a while he has to be gone for an entire week.

The week starts out with me enjoying our king size bed...all to myself. I also enjoy our garage...all to myself (unless he rents a car, then there is no extra room...like this week). I make myself a list of things to do. I keep the bed made all week, keep the sink empty and dishes cleaned all week. I vacuum and make sure the bathroom gets a good cleaning. I start off the week thoroughly enjoying my house to myself...

And then, after about 2 seconds, I remember that I am not alone. I have two dogs that need exercise...there is no Michael to take them out. I have to come home from work at lunch every day to let them out. He's not there to feed them dinner or to put them to bed at night. I also have a tiny little loud-mouth kitty yelling at me all week because there is no Michael to pay attention to her.

I start getting tired of eating dinner for one. I also start to realize that I talk to the dogs way more than normal. By about Wednesday I am tired of being the only human in the house. I need a break from the demands of the "fur kids". Michael is my break...but he is not here.

By the time he gets home on Friday, not only am I very glad to see him, but I make sure he knows that he is "Never to do that again".

Today is Tuesday, tomorrow I will hit the pet demand wall, Thursday I will be exhausted...