Shit.
DH was offered a job in Qatar out of the blue. We talked, he accepted. He currently works away so communication can be stilted. Last I heard he had told new employer that the earliest he could go would be a week on Monday.
Tonight I found out, only by accident, that he is indeed leaving then. He hadn't told me. Apparently I should have known because that was the date he gave.
I should probably get off MN and start preparing for three months with 3 DDs all on me tod. Instead, I'm having a glass of wine. Or two.
Communicate DH, communicate. Grr.