I can now see why Mr thinks Wednesdays are the best day of the week as he starts preparing to come back to MalaLand.

Recently, I have become antsy to have him return and by Wednesdays I am fed up. I cope with life (not that there is a choice) but knowing he comes home Thursday gives me a time line to keep going.

Which is bizarre as I was a single mum for more than ten years and had no choice to shoulder a ton of responsibility on my shoulders but knowing that I don't have to do that any more, removes a lot of pressure.

Don't get me wrong...I enjoy my aloneness...guess there is no pleasing me now is there?

Ah well...