Needless to say, I am going out of my mind.
Not with worry anymore, but more with generalized anxiety. Loneliness, and moreover, getting some stupid chest pain transforming into something hideously winged.
I spent the entire first 3 days (off from work) playing video games, eating pizza and Oreos, and sleeping. It was fun for about a day. Then it got old and smelly. It has since moved onto the phase one would normally reference in a "dead baby" joke.
I'm now sleeping 3 hours a night. I'm exhausted but can't get to sleep. Although I hate, HATE sleeping with the light on, I can't fall asleep without a light on when Joy isn't there. She usually fights off the monsters.
Also, I cancelled a poker party I arranged a week earlier...ten minutes after confirming the time on that day with everyone. Why?
Well, as we all know, I tell the jokes.
Joy has the personality, and I tell the jokes. I had this enormous feeling that I couldn't be both for that 2 hours. Plus, the house was a wreck, and I felt I could only muster enough energy from my lethargic slump to clean it once for Joy before she got home.
Yeah, I guess it's selfish, but whatever.
I want my wife back, dammit!
Joy! Come home!
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I so understand this. The first time Jason left (for boot camp)I actually slept behind the couch. Yes, BEHIND it, to hide from the world. then I graduated to on the couch, with Cartoon Network playing all night.
She will be home soon!
Love you, Little Brother.
Jen
Behind the couch...then with cartoon network all night.
How did you keep the kid(s) away?
...Or am I so old that I don't realize they weren't born yet?
HAHAHAHA....old.
Balls.
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