Husband Coming for Two Months
The hubby is going to be coming to the United States for two months, from the 20th of September to the 20th of November. While I am excited about him coming over, I cannot help but miss him, very much. So far, our plans to get the forms in by mid January... kind of fell through. We most likely will not be able to get them in until at least April or May. Since that set back, it could now be even later before he can permanently settle in America. Again, that is if his application gets approved. I really hope it gets approved..
It is a scary to think that it is uncertain if I can handle another year of just visits to each other. I know that I have to be strong about it, and that I must not lost hope, but sometimes it is hard... especially during times when one feels the loneliest...
I just have to try my best to keep busy with work at Panera, and the horses, although I am losing enthusiasm for both jobs. As much as I love working with the horses, I find myself trying to actually find reasons to not go to the barn on the days that I have off from Panera. I know, I know that it is bad to do something like that, but I have the feeling of wanting to spend time with V. I really need to get back into the routine of things of trying to go back to the barn at least three times a week. So far, I am going Saturday and Sunday (which are also my Panera work days.) I just find it hard to push myself to go on either Monday, or Wednesday.
As far as Panera goes, I find myself coming home tired, and often stressed after closing. I usually close either Bakery, or Dining, and sometimes that can be stressful, especially on the busy weekends, like Fridays, and Saturdays. Sundays are not so bad. This week, they do at least have me working until eight o' clock at night for tomorrow (or rather, today Thursday) and Tuesday. During those two days, I am guessing that they will have me continue training on the line. At least with line training, the time goes by fast. With closing Bakery or Dining Room, the time seems to tick on forever. When it does finally get around the time to close, the group usually does not get out until around ten o' clock at night, or even ten thirty at night. Then, by the time I get home, it is eleven o' clock... I have to get something quick to eat, and try my best to go to bed.
Maybe I am complaining too much, or maybe the stresses of the two jobs, along with the worries of the LDR are getting to me. Maybe it will be better if I just take a week off to compose myself, and try to relax? Time will tell. Speaking of time, I guess I better head to bed now.
It is a scary to think that it is uncertain if I can handle another year of just visits to each other. I know that I have to be strong about it, and that I must not lost hope, but sometimes it is hard... especially during times when one feels the loneliest...
I just have to try my best to keep busy with work at Panera, and the horses, although I am losing enthusiasm for both jobs. As much as I love working with the horses, I find myself trying to actually find reasons to not go to the barn on the days that I have off from Panera. I know, I know that it is bad to do something like that, but I have the feeling of wanting to spend time with V. I really need to get back into the routine of things of trying to go back to the barn at least three times a week. So far, I am going Saturday and Sunday (which are also my Panera work days.) I just find it hard to push myself to go on either Monday, or Wednesday.
As far as Panera goes, I find myself coming home tired, and often stressed after closing. I usually close either Bakery, or Dining, and sometimes that can be stressful, especially on the busy weekends, like Fridays, and Saturdays. Sundays are not so bad. This week, they do at least have me working until eight o' clock at night for tomorrow (or rather, today Thursday) and Tuesday. During those two days, I am guessing that they will have me continue training on the line. At least with line training, the time goes by fast. With closing Bakery or Dining Room, the time seems to tick on forever. When it does finally get around the time to close, the group usually does not get out until around ten o' clock at night, or even ten thirty at night. Then, by the time I get home, it is eleven o' clock... I have to get something quick to eat, and try my best to go to bed.
Maybe I am complaining too much, or maybe the stresses of the two jobs, along with the worries of the LDR are getting to me. Maybe it will be better if I just take a week off to compose myself, and try to relax? Time will tell. Speaking of time, I guess I better head to bed now.
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