Jul 26, 2010 18:50
Today was the first day of probably the most challenging year of my life. (So far, of course - I haven't had kids yet). Today, I drove away from my grandmother's house in Canton, Georgia, to go back to Louisville. Notice I didn't say "to go _home_ to Louisville." This is because, at the same time I was leaving my grandmother's house, my wife was leaving my grandmother's house to go back to Atlanta.
This is the first day of the year my wife and I will be spending apart. She's in Atlanta on internship for her Doctorate in Clinical Psychology. I'm staying in Louisville because, well, one of us needs to have an income. Oh, and Wednesday is my last day in private practice as I'm starting my new job in a week. I am not sure I could have packed more stress into these few days.
We both knew this was coming, but knowing doesn't make it any easier. I got home...took back in the boxes from the car and...the house was quiet. And empty. Putting away the cats' bowls didn't help. I think I miss the puking, scratching little furballs.
I'll report more later. I really need to do some cleaning, but I just don't have the energy at the moment. I miss my wife.