Single Parent

DH is gone for two weeks. He has a job that gives him enormous freedom in the summertime. That means instead of hours of structured time standing in front of students, he has hours of unstructured time to do research. He left for ten days to catch lizards just three weeks ago. Now he's gone for two weeks helping his parents move; then he'll attend a molecular biology teaching workshop in NYC for which he gets free room and board, free air fare, and a stipend.

Meanwhile, I get to grind away at the fast food franchise fixing printer problems and planning a roll-out for centralized updates of the POS. I actually like the work, and I'm learning a lot about the business, but it's not exactly camping in the desert in the spring, a trip to the Rockies, or an intellectual all-expense-paid week in New York, y'know? I'm more than a little jealous.

This single-parenting event will be better than the last, though, because older son is home from college. That means there is another adult in the house at night, and when I hear a strange noise I won't lay paralyzed in bed for a half-hour waiting for a recently escaped psychotic to burst in and stab me with his hook. Plus, little boy is out of school, so I can sleep until glorious 6:45 a.m. instead of waking at 6:15.