Running on Empty

I am used to my husband going away for work or sometimes fun . It is usually for 2 or 3 days and always within Europe. He did once disappear into some woods in Sweden for 4 days without a mobile (team building apparently!) but that was an exception.

I have always joked about how I catch up on myself whilst he is away and I can make hay whilst the sun shines.

But now he has gone home for a couple of weeks, a sick relative has made the visit short notice and means he has had to go alone.

I feel absolutely empty. I never imagined it could feel so bad. The massive timezone difference doesn't help. Knowing his mother's joy at me not being there is playing on my mind too.

I have this strange feeling that I can only describe as "after the party is over", can't quite put my finger on it but I know it hurts really bad.

Think it's time to stop joking about clean sheets and stand up and say "I miss you my love x"