The title of this post should really be 1 day, because in 1 day my husband will be home. Poor sod! In 1 day he will be jet lagged and exhausted from working 4 months straight and all he will really want is some of Mama’s cooking and a bed that has a thick mattress. And of course warm cuddles from his wife!
But I am using the title 8 days to sum up the last 4 months of my marriage. Yes, that’s right, 8 days! I’ve officially logged more time with Mama than my husband. This is not a post to complain about my marriage, it’s more a post to make an observation. What’s the secret recipe to a perfect marriage?
I know I am certainly not the only mermaid out here waiting for her sailor to come home. I often think about those wives or husbands, whose spouses are in the Army serving their countries. What about them? How do they survive the long distances? Not to mention the fear of them not returning at all? My sister-in-law is a police officer and even though my brother shares the same house with his wife I know he hates it when she goes to work period! (and he is hardly the old-fashioned type)
8 days is not enough…everyday, well, let’s not get carried away. But how do we find the right balance? As I watch Mama spin salt instead of sugar into her Bimby everyday I must have hope that somehow my quality of life is going to change for the better in the not too distant future. And that hopefully that future includes a lot more time with my husband, otherwise, why did we get married? Wasn’t the whole idea so that we could be “together”?
I have met a few “Officer’s wives” and they seem to come from 2 different schools. 1. they have kids and are too busy to think about their husbands much, or 2. they stay on board the ship for long stretches of time sunning themselves, or shopping ashore buying Rolex watches or wandering about the ship like lost puppies. Option 1 is out, and option 2, well, I would like to maintain what few brain cells I have left after 8 years in the Caribbean! Can someone please come up with a #3 option?
(FYI: I’ve already considered running off with my dentist but I haven’t broken any teeth lately so he has probably forgotten all about me by now…oddly enough though my husband must be reading my blog because last night he asked me how my tooth was! lol)