Being Apart

Things have been busy in the house for a few reasons. Its that time of year when the activities that the kidlets are involved in are winding down for the year. There are competitions and extra practices and activities that seem to eat up the weekends. I've also been getting more work at.... well, work and my writing has also picked up pace as well. It's good to be busy especially since Master has had to go away.

He's not far, just about an hour and a half down the road but he's there all summer which has totally thrown a wrench in our plans. There were festivals we wanted to go to and a family reunion that we wanted to go to but all of that has to be put on hold. Right now he's home on weekends but when tourist season hits he'll be gone 24/7 until the end of August.

I accept that this has to happen. It's part of Master's job and really, it could be worse. He could be farther away or he might be gone longer. It's also nothing I can really complain about even though I really, really want to. I know what I was getting into when we got together and so it would be incredibly unfair of me to suddenly be grumpy and difficult just because this is interfering with what I want to do.

It's taking some getting used to, as it always does. Every time he goes away (which, thankfully, isn't as often now as it could be or has been in the past) it's different. Every time he goes away it means making different adjustments so that life can continue on as smoothly and happily as possible. This likely isn't the shittiest go we will have to deal with but it's not the best situation.