That would be me whining. Oh, the children are too, but that's the status quo around here.
Right now, it's about me.
My Monk is gone and I miss him. I am seriously pathetic when this man is gone. And I have such guilt about that! My friend, Mindi, has endured nearly a year with her husband in Iraq (he's comin' back soon though!) and here I am whining and moping over a week.
And I can't stop! Waaaaaahhh!
I've been nearly catatonic all day long. I've sat on the couch, piddled for way too long on the computer, let the children run amok and various other acts of nothingness.
So excuse me while I fry my brain sunny side up. I'm lost without my other half.