So... it has been 3 1/2 weeks since my husband left and I am dying.. I miss him so much.
The poor guy has been in a whirlwind of craziness.. After being in Colorado for about a week he found out the company that he use to work for when we did Insulation before is still there so he decided he wanted to leave just so he wouldn't have to deal with them.. They decided to pack up and move to Chicago because the rebates are AMAZING there! He was told licensing would be done in 24 hours and they could knock right away.. Well they decided they wanted a few more things done, so 24 hours turned into 2 weeks, and they are still waiting on licensing.. So they drove 4 hours away to Springfield, IL to knock.. It has been ok, but they are just there until they get Chicago opened up.. Did I mention its about -20 degrees while he knocks??? The high is about -5 but with windchill it goes down to about -25 degrees.. My poor husband is freezing to death! Not to mention the mexicans they have working for them to blow in the insulation got pulled over yesterday, the insulation truck was searched 3 times for drug smuggling and Bruce had to go get them.. haha! There is a new crazy adventure everyday.
Back to me missing him. Seriously I would give anything to just spend time with him.. He is my absolute best friend, my other half.. my everything.. and without him here I just feel like a lost puppy dog. Its amazing how you don't realize how much they really do for you until they are gone. I'm struggling with the whole being pregnant and a single mom thing, and I did not realize all that he did to help me.. and encourage me. I got his flight home last night!!! 8 more days.. He comes home next Wednesday and I seriously cannot wait.
Not to mention it is totally effecting our kids too. Yesterday my mom took Bristyn into the office with her so I could finally have some me time while Bo was napping.. By the time they came in I was taking some diapers out to the dumpster so I was gone and my mom said Bristyn was saying.. Grandma, where's my mommy? Where's my daddy? Where's my happy family.. Then I came in and she came running to me nearly in tears and said mommy I just want my happy family back together. It killed me. She asks where Bruce is daily and begs to have him come home.. and it's just so sad!
Last night as we were talking Bruce and I promised each other we will never be apart this long again.. It is just too hard. As much as I hate going away every summer.. and all that comes with it.. Our family being together is so much more important to me. I need my husband, and my kids need their dad. I feel bad for Bruce too, he is having such a hard time being away from us and just wants to come home. Thankfully we officially have a countdown now!!
8 more days....