Hubby decided to come home on Thursday and drop a bomb on me. He decided to take voluntary lay off from work.
Whiskey Tango Foxtrot??
He mentioned that he was debating it while camping but that's where it was left. I tell ya, I flipped out a bit. Well, maybe a lot. He works nights and has for the last 10 years. Let's just say I'm used to being alone at night and having a bed to myself. Weekends aren't the most restful since we don't share the bed well. I told him he better plan some overnights away from her otherwise I may just severely hurt him.
I was not in my happy place. It has gotten brighter though. It's only for a few weeks. He's going to work on all the projects he's started around the house in the last 4 years that he hasn't finished. I get a new kitchen counter. I'll have my trim work up so I can install real window coverings. This might be worth the pain of him being home for a little bit.
His ass just better go back to work as soon as he can though......................