Another week alone

I find I work best when my husband is gone. No worrying about if I’m splitting time with him enough, or trying to get his extra housework done (more laundry, more dishes, more cooking). It’s just easier all around.

And yet, I miss him.

What a Catch-22. Sigh.

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