Dh is away at the moment for work - he went away yesterday and will be back on Friday, leaving me to cope with our dog who,has the canine version of labyrinthitis so can’t be left alone (well, she was fine overnight downstairs, but she was really poorly last week so I am being a bit over protective).
Next week he will be going away on Monday, back on Friday, and I am feeling rather glum about it. I have coped before when he’s been away for the week, and there are things to look forward to (I get to choose what’s on TV, and I can live on cheese sandwiches or microwave curries if I can’t be bothered to cook), but if the dog is still under the weather, I might not be able to go to the social activities that get me out of the house, talking to actual people (knitting groups) - and as I won’t have been out or spoken to a human being this week, between when dh left yesterday and when he gets back, I am feeling rather blue about this.
It is a first world problem, and I know there are people whose other halves are away for much longer, but I didn’t sign up for this - dh made a change in his working arrangements without consulting me. I understand why he made the choice he did - I can see he had no choice, really - but it does make me feel as if all this has been foisted on me, and everyone else is fine with it and don’t seem to care that I am not so happy.
Sorry - it appears I am having a full blown pity party - not just feeling glum.