Sunday, January 9, 2011

Sunday Morning Comin' Down

After 9 months of deployment I can firmly state that Sunday's are the WORST day of the week for me! I hate, hate, hate waking up on Sunday mornings alone. Saturday is not so bad...I usually have people, places or things waiting for me.... but Sunday? Not so much!

Pick TODAY for example: I wake up and lay there. I look at the emptiness of his side of the bed - it's cold - I look out the window. I lay there and listen t the A/C unit blowing for a few minutes. Then I hear nothing. Nothing. here's nothing waiting for me once I get out of that bed. I get up and in the shower...get ready for the day...and now I'm sitting here all dressed and ready for something. Nothing - I've got nothing. All day long. Oh, I can find something to do but it's just not the same without Rich around.

I'm not sad or depressed by any measure - just kind of 'eh' about the day ahead.

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