The basketball season just started again, so it’s back to being solo on the weekends while my husband is away playing games. I can think it’s pretty nice to be alone with the kids. Then that hour passes and I just miss him. It get’s so lonely, even though he’s mostly laying on the sofa after practice, at least he’s laying there. I can go rub his head, tell him my little stories about the days adventures or sigh when picking up the popsicle and candy wrappers he spreads around himself….I miss him.

I did get a lot done today though. Vacuuming and mopping that I’ve tried to do for a few days now but gotten no where. Done!

Surprisingly I seem to get more done when my husband is not here. How that’s possible I have no idea…

Good luck to my man this weekend! Go get em’!

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