The longest he’s been gone has been three weeks. And let me tell you it was not fun. One week is a breeze (it has become our normal for the past three years). Two weeks are manageable. And three. Well, three weeks just SUCKED. I can’t even fathom what four weeks will be like.
Last weekend, Mike mentioned that his trip to India (yes, he’s going halfway around the world no less) was being extended a week. I’m sure he was wondering when my jaw would close after he dropped that bombshell. I remember just staring at him and thinking how in the world I am going to survive being a "single mom" for FOUR weeks.
My plan is to try and keep our schedule full. Baseball games, playdates with friends and family, movies, etc. Because when Mr. B and Miss Monkey are bored, they usually start picking on each other. And that’s when my sanity. Leaves. The. Door.
This weekend, after Mike flies away, I’ll be escaping the local hubbub of Memorial Day celebrations and heading down home for a few (hopefully relaxing) days visit with Mom and Dad. Mr. B and Dad are hoping to go golfing and Miss Monkey really wants to head to the beach at Salt Fork (if it’s warm enough). I’ll even be visiting Jodi, one of my closest high school friends that I just reconnected with after MANY years thanks to Facebook. (see Daddy, there is value in this social media stuff *wink*)
Speaking of social media, I’m also really hoping that I’ll be able to connect with a few Cleveland area blogger friends I’ve made like OHMommy and Domestic Extraordinaire. I know that this momma will DEFINITELY be needing a night out (or two).
For now, I’m gonna try