Sometimes I just have to laugh.
After weeks and weeks of Ben not working nearly enough hours and being at home a lot, I began to wonder if this is how a retired couple felt. We watched each other too much… not necessarily in a “come hither” kind of way… but with helpful eyes. Suggestions such as, “well, if you did it THAT way it may work better” from him and “So, since you are here all the time do you THINK you may cook a little more or AT ALL?” from me. We are sweet like that sometimes.
It’s not all bad, we sincerely enjoyed our time together and got a lot of things done around the house that had been needing attention. I think it was the under currant, the prickling that occasionally came in the middle of a day when the reality that he needed a job became almost physical. The oddness, the strangeness and the situation was like a rain cloud on a sunny day.
But, when it finally rained, it poured. He was able to pick up a lot of part time work and then was offered a full time position around the times he worked contract labor. I went from seeing him seven days a week to seeing him briefly while I struggled to stay awake in the late evening. He has worked the last 6 days straight and will be gone tomorrow, and for the next 5 days after that.
and I miss him.