Don’t call it a comeback…

Well my husband is home I have internet again!

How’s that for an attention grabber? Yeah, well, okay, it’s exciting for me!

I probably didn’t mention this before (because of all of those weirdoes out there on the internet who are most likely not reading my blog), but my husband was out of town the past three weeks for training for his new job, leaving me alone with two boys and no internet (thanks to tethering from my husband’s phone which went with him). Oh, and lest I forget to mention, I was also supposed to pack up our entire house, supervise the construction work on our home and find a renter!

Not trying to make you feel bad, honey. I know you are reading this. You had to do what you had to do. And thanks to the wonderful family and friends who kept me company and lent a hand, it really wasn’t so bad. Except for the part about missing the love of my life.

That being said, having a hubby and having internet again is wonderful news to me, and are two things for which the saying “absence makes the heart grow fonder” truly applies.

On a totally unrelated note, I wanted to say thanks for all your kind words regarding my last post about losing my mojo. In case there was any concern, I’m really not that depressed about it. It will come back someday for a period of time… before I start getting gray hairs. And hey, I’m thrilled to be wearing pants from my pre-motherhood days, even if there is a little overlapage there. Running that half marathon should help with that, right? (Hmmm….yeah, about that…)

Besides, I’ve been making some progress on getting my groove back. Alright, not really. But I have been using some anti-wrinkle cream at night, which ironically is making me breakout. I’m not sure if that really is ironic or not, but it should be. If you are old enough to start using anti-wrinkle cream you shouldn’t be getting zits from it, right? Maybe I’m just not old enough for it yet. Yeah, that’s probably what it is…I mean, I’m not even 30 yet! (I will be next month. Yikes!)

Anyway, other than worrying about my mojo and my impending 30th birthday that will probably be spent alone in an entirely new place, I’ve done lots of packing, donating, and errand running. We will be moving soon and still no word from my husband’s company as to when or where! Crazy, right? Monday or Tuesday we will find out a few more details. Here’s to hoping anyway.

So that’s it. This is a boring post, but necessary as I need to get back into the swing of blogging again being sans internet for three weeks (aside from the occasional McDonald’s run, which in fact was no fun at all and not very useful for surfing the web or updating my blog as the connection was less that warp speed and I had two agitated kids kicking in their car seats.) Alas, those days are behind me. Thank the LORD.

I guess for now it’s on to more packing. And of course, enjoying my husband…and the internet. 🙂

8 thoughts on “Don’t call it a comeback…

    • Butterfingers for Breakfast says:

      Thanks! And I can totally see what you mean. I am seeing sunny skies ahead. It’s just the getting older part…you begin to realize it’s irreversible and that’s a little scary. But thanks for reminding me of the upside 🙂

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