You know that moment when someone is trying to console you, but they end up insulting you? Yeah, I have been getting that a lot since Jerry is gone. It typically sounds like this:
“How is Jerry’s training going?”
“He is enjoying it.”
“How much time does he have left?”
“Oh x weeks.” (Today is three FYI)
“That’ll fly by and you won’t even miss him because he is home on the weekends.”
This person tripping over themselves to make it better: “Well I mean, of course you miss him, but you only have x weeks more and it’ll fly by. Plus you are so busy it keeps your mind off of it. Oh my, look at the time. Bye!”
Yes, you are completely correct I never miss him because he is gone only 5 days instead of 7, and I get to see him after those 5 days for 48 hours. As a matter of fact I am actually a heartless person that prefers when my husband is gone, and wished he lived away the majority of the time. That way I can lounge around in my onezie drinking a mojito pretending like everything is normal and saying to myself “This IS the life”. All the while the dogs are massaging my feet and feeding me grapes.