Good morning and happy Christmas you lot.
It has hit me just how much holiday driving I am doing this year, since I don't get to use PTO for 90 days (and, I am almost there).
But, drive up TONIGHT (ugh) and then work tomorrow, 7--3 p.m. Then drive back Christmas eve (double ugh) and sleep here tomorrow for Christmas day and then drive up TUESDAY night (Christmas night) and spend the rest of my work week there.
I sort of half heartedly invited the husband to come up on Tuesday, to save me the trouble but it was a most emphatic no.
He hates the apartment with a burning passion. There is no Dog There, and he and the dog are more bonded than he and I (I sometimes think, like he never yells at the DOG in the mornings, LOL). Also, he hates the bed (it's one of them super fancy blow up air mattresses and super firm) I like it he does not. Plus, he just doesn't live there, he's uncomfortable, he can't smoke (anything) in his usual spots. He can't do anything to fix the house, etc.
I'm trying to be okay with this. Obviously. LOL.
Anna