Woe is me

WARNING:  PITY PARTY AHEAD

I know.  I have nothing to whine about.   But, this is my blog and I'll whine if I want to. 

I miss The Boop.  I miss having my husband around everyday, even if it was just to carpool to work.  I miss him scratching my back every morning til I fell asleep.   I miss him coming into the bathroom at the end of my shower, just to hand me my towel.  I just miss him. 

I've been fortunate enough to see him on the weekends, but this weekend is it, unless I go there.  He's just too busy.  I know there are people who have it worse then me, but I didn't sign on for that life.  I married a man who I spent every single day with, both at work and at home.  I married my BFF.  Being apart from him sucks, and I hate it. 

BuddyBuddy is driving me nuts.  I know he doesn't mean to, and I cant imagine how he's feeling, but I'm not adjusting to this roommate business very well.   I'm going to try to have a chat with him this evening.  We'll see how it goes.  I'm just so frustrated.  On a scale of 1-10, my stress level is about 165, and he's not helping. 

The bills are nonstop.  I didn't realize how many we had, until The Boop stopped getting a pay check.  Holy shit.   I have no idea how we're going to stay afloat.  I know talking about finances is sooo tacky, but lets face it;  Ang, you're the only one who reads this and youre my BFF, so this isn't anything you don't already know.  

I'm working 6 days a week, 12 hr days.  I'm exhausted.  I have laundry coming out of my ears, and I'm sleeping an avg of 3hrs a day.   I accept that I have to do this to keep our bills paid while The Boop is in the academy, but I'm really upset that THIS is what my last summer in NJ is going to be.  I should be going to picnics, hanging out with my nephew, making an ass out of my self DTS.....this grown up business is for the birds. 

Ugh, we're 1/4 of the way through.  I just got to keep on trucking. 

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