So I found the trusty husband…turns out he’s in Minnesota. And evidently I took him to the airport. Not sure how I could have missed that. Oh yeah! It’s because I went two days without a coffee pot. In his defense we did get a new coffee maker last night. I kinda left you hanging on that last one. The trouble is that he made us go to the Mega-Lo Mart with him to find it. I hate the Mega-Lo Mart. But by gawd we were not leaving that store without a new coffee maker. My husband is not only the plague upon all cars, but upon all coffee makers too. When we were living in Kansas City we only had a French press. One morning he broke the French Press. All was not lost as we had a single cup French Press that was our emergency back-up. The next day… he broke that one too. In the situation this weekend, I would not normally have been to worried, but the Russians broke our back-up French Press this time. It made it to Russia, but never made it home. It came out of the suitcase decimated glass dust. However, all is well. I have a new coffee maker (not nearly as good as the old one) and I didn’t actually kill my husband. I just shipped him off to Minnesota. Almost as bad.
This brings me to a very important subject…
For the next 3 days I am on my own. Derek went to a work conference and left me high and dry. My parting words to him at the airport were, “I’ll never forgive you for leaving me.” I don’t want to say I’m going to be a single mom this week. That just ain’t true. Single moms get to go to work each day.
As a SAHM (Derek quit snickering) I get no break. When my husband goes out of town I am with my child 24/7. Except the quick 2-3 hour break I get Wednesday when my MIL comes while I run to the church for my few hours a month. A single mom typically has a child in school or daycare part of the day, thus getting a break. As a SAHM I get my breaks at night. The husband bathes the child, entertains the child, and even sometimes puts him to bed. When he’s out of town… I do it all. I am “on duty” from the second the boy starts jumping in his bed in the morning to the second he stops rocking and falls asleep. It is non-stop.
I don’t envy the single mom. I appreciate my husband every second of the day. Without him I would surely go nuts. I am just saying that what gets me is when SAHMs complain that they are a “single mom” when their husbands are out of town. Get real ladies. We get the shaft in these cases. Put on the big girl panties and do like I do… eat a whole package of ice cream sandwiches and buy the big ass bottle of wine, because girl, its another two days, three hours, three minutes and six, five four three… until my husband comes home.