Donny’s via email to me this morning.
…What You See
What you are doing…
…How I take it
So, here is my apology.
We’re approaching the big Christmas holiday break which means the husband is back home for three weeks. It’s his first big break since starting school in August. Our original plan was for him to commute back and forth, but it cut away his study time and he never really got home in time to see Kyler before bedtime anyway. He split the cost of an apartment with other MBA students and it was dirt cheap compared to the gas expense 4-5 days a week for the 1.5hr commute.
I won’t sugarcoat it; it has been a tough semester for all of us. As with any new endeavor, there is an expected period of adjustment. I also started a new job in June while and we didn’t figure out Kyler’s care plan until July. With so much responsibility outside of the home, there has been a big focus issue that drives miscommunications and often, a lot of frustration. While he is away at school, I work and am fully responsible for Kyler, his care plan, errands, and all the house needs. I’ll even clarify to say I do the bare minimum when it comes to the homestead just for the sake of my sanity, but it is quite the everyday-to-do’s that are generally time-bound based on the day care hours and work needs. In other words, it’s a frantic daily agenda. AND. our families are no where around to help. His parents are now Florida-birds and my mom works during the weekends. It gets lonely, but I have my time with my little man that makes it fulfilling!
Then, Donny comes home on the weekend, but Sundays are saved for studying and repacking and personal chores to get him through the next week. So really, he’s only available Saturday if we don’t have plans to catch up with friends or… run the errands I didn’t get to that week.
It is what I consider short term pain for a LOT of gain. He’s much happier and I suspect this will trickle to everything else. I just do what I have to and hopefully we’ll have some semblance of a normal life again when he’s done in a year-and-a-half. We have to both actively work through the challenges of the in-and-out schedules without built-in family help. Working through it sometimes means sending me apologetic .gif emails. Worked this time :).