Well…i hope you didn’t think this would actually be about a presidential address. I actually did happen to flip through the channels and couldn’t miss the “pre-address” chatter, but turned off the tube before the speech began.
No, I am talking about the state of my union…to my husband…who I miss a lot. I know, it’s only the first week he’s away but gosh- this new season is going to be hard. I thought I had planned enough for myself to stay busy this week and be distracted from the empty side of the bed (that brinks has taken over) and the deflated realization I have at 5pm when I notice the garage door isn’t opening and Bart isn’t coming home.
I am tough. I am independent. Hear me roar. haha… yeah right. It’s actually the evenings that are the hardest- after Josiah goes to bed at 8pm, I should just go with him….just skip the evening all together. But alas…instead I am sitting on travelocity and mapping out all the trips that Josi and I will accompany our favorite man on.
That beats watching the real state of the union.
But if Bart were here, it’d be way better.