Wednesday, December 05, 2007
The Warlock's been gone since Sunday, and I've been appalled at my reaction to his first business trip. Usually when the Warlock goes away (for football games, backpacking, or the bar exam), he calls quite frequently to tell us how much he loves us and wishes we could be with him. This time, it's been very very different. He's called, but to say that he only has thirty seconds and then must go back to work. I'm finding myself going through a grief cycle of sorts. I'm fine most of the time, but then I'll be ANGRY. I'll be mad at the warlock for choosing this demanding job, mad at his firm, and then mad at myself for being such a baby. I'll clean like mad for an hour, and then sit down and stare at the dog. Anyway, Warlock come home! We miss you! Single parenthood is NOT for me.