I hate Mondays. Dh goes back to work. He works afternoons and I fucking hate it. I feel like a single mother with 2 kids. He leaves at noon and then it's all me. Me trying to get housework done, trying to get laundry done, running to the grocery, answering all the needs and wants of my children, trying to cook a healthy meal when all they want to do is go play, feeding 2 cranky children, bathing both kids and getting both kids to bed. It's hard and it breaks my heart. I miss my husband. I want so bad to have a "real" home. I hate my husband working afternoons. I miss him so much. I just feel like room-mates and not husband and wife. I feel like I'm sinking but, not depressed because I am happy when he is here.....I just feel empty. I don't feel like doing anything. I'm short tempered with the kids because I'm sad....I know I shouldn't bitch because, at least he has a job....We're lucky in that respect.....I don't know....I think I'm just sad. Single Moms out there...I SALUTE YOU.