So, I headed back to work yesterday. I'm a high school math teacher, but the first two days were just teacher meeting/work days. I can't tell you how many times people would ask me where my husband was now...hmmm...we've been out of school for three months and he was supposed to be gone for a year...yep, he's still in Kuwait. Being a math teacher, this question really got to me!!! So then when they found out he was still gone, they would ask when he'll be home. I tell them maybe the end of Dec/beginning of Jan. Then I get the number two most annoying comment of the day. "That's not that long."
WHAT??? I'm heading back to work, trying once again to deal with the stress of planning lessons, grading papers, feeding dogs/cats, feeding children (they need food too...ha ha!), giving baths, getting them to bed and then back up in the morning ready to leave by 6:30 am...oh yeah, and somewhere in there try to talk to my husband and/or calm down children who get upset that daddy can't be home. Right, 4 more months is a piece of cake. It just gets me how much people still don't get it. Even a week of this chaos is enough to make you go crazy. Whether its a day or 4 more months, it seems like an eternity.
I guess they are trying to make me see that an end is in sight, but I do already realize that. And yes, the fact that we're past the 1/2 way point helps to keep me slightly sane...but to say it "isn't that long" is stretching it a bit. This marks 4 out of 5 of the last school years where my husband has been gone for part of the school year...each day is "long" right now.
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