So Blair is off for the week. I dropped him off a few hours ago at the airport to go for training in Toronto for work. Man am I already lonely. I stopped at my moms house for supper and just got home 30 minutes ago. I felt like crying when I walked in the door and realized my husband was here to greet me. I didn't think I would react so badly to his absence but here I am with a heavy heart and a beer to fill the void.
I just hope I can survive till Friday night without him.