DH is gone pretty much this whole week. He’s coming back on Friday just in time for the rehearsal dinner and the wedding on Saturday. I have to admit, I was a bit sad when he left this morning. I started freaking out on the drive to a playgroup. For some reason, I just envisioned horrible things and that I would be all alone and it would be really crappy timing because my brother would be getting married and if he died it would really, really, suck. (For obvious reasons.)

I finally had to force myself to think of other things because I was totally panicking. Crazy how my mind now works. I seriously was almost in tears while driving. Sheesh!

I’m fine now, but geez! Hormones!