Took Chris back to the airport earlier this evening – he has one more week to spend on this contract. Then next week, he has to spend two days in Atlanta. Hopefully that will be it for travel for the next couple of months.
On my drive home from the airport – I gave a call to Carol, who is still looking for a job. She hasn’t found gainful employment yet and her severance package is running on empty. We talked about her going to a temp agency and filling some temp secretarial/admin. asst. type positions until she finds more suitable work. Then we talked a bit about my friend, Deb, and her recent battle with Ovarian Cancer. Then when I got home — my phone rang and it was my friend, Linda – who is informing me that her husband of 16 years looked at her two nights ago and simply stated, “I don’t love you anymore” – then promptly packed his bags and moved out the next morning. She wanted advice and wanted to hear me tell her that everything was going to be okay.
And here I am whining that Chris is going on his third week out of town.
Petty petty petty. 🙂