A couple of calls from WAW over the weekend. Saturday she called to see how the girls were doing. They weren't feeling well but we still managed a trip into the apple orchard.
Sunday she wanted to know when I was bringing them back. I said I planned on keeping them until school on Monday because I had to work Friday night. It's a busy week of work for her -- she runs the United Way campaign and her co-chair will miss most of the week because of a death in the family.
I listened and commiserated with her.
Monday morning, I brought the girls over for school and she was way late leaving for work. She looked really tired.
Such an up-and-down weekend emotionally. I don't know about anyone else but weekends are my enemy. The week is sooo normal because we both always had busy schedules and I'm still doing much of the getting kids from here to there.
It's the weekends that are killing me. The ones I have them I spend too much time wondering what she's doing. The ones I don't I spend most of my time just trying to fill in the time.
When does it become "normal?"
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