We had a lovely weekend with C home. We cuddled, and he caught up on sleep. The organizer stood me up, letting me know 40 minutes after she was supposed to arrive that she wasn’t coming. So I’ve found someone else to come on Thursday. Hopefully that works out. Aside from being stood up though, the weekend was beautiful. I feel complete peace when C is here.
My mood still dropped terribly. Sometimes that confuses people when dealing with those who have bipolar. They assume that if the event that just happened is positive, that either you won’t have a mood swing, or if you do, it will be a happy mania. But my brain is just reacting to the stress of my husband having been gone for 2 weeks, and I just crumbled. I missed OCIA Sunday.
Today I made lunches for C to take in. I ran some laundry and did FaceTime with my mom. I hoped to get more done but I fell asleep for more than 2 hours this afternoon. I slept well last night, but I’m running on a deficit from when C was gone. When he’s away I don’t sleep well.
He will likely be gone over Easter, which sucks. I will miss him. C will probably spend Easter with my parents because he will be in their area for work.
It will be just me and A for her school break. I need to plan something fun but I have no idea what. I go into survival mode when C travels.
Life at Home 