This week, Dale had to go back to Alabama for a week-long flight training course of some sorts. You know, just one week shouldn't be and isn't a big deal. The logical part of me can't understand why this would be an issue. I lived months and months without him a short time ago, I'll be fine. Right?
What happened is, I got a big reminder of my 8 months of being a not-so-single mom and my body is saying "no no no." Seriously. Since Sunday I've had like nervous tummy jitters. I feel like I'm going down a roller coaster and my stomach is in knots. It's the weirdest darn thing ever.
I'm doing just fine without him home. Sure, it's a lot harder to do the not-so-single mom thing with three kids rather than two, but aside from a house that's a little messy and a yard that's a little long, nothing else is really amiss during our day. In fact it's a lot easier than it has been since school started.
So I'm not sure exactly why I'm a nervous Nancy. I do know it's dumb and I hate it though. One more day and he'll be home. I can do it. I can do it.
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