My husband was a little bit shocked when he realized that December 1 is today and I am leaving. Well, he is not as astonished over the mere fact I am leaving because he knew my vacation was fast approaching but he seemed to have forgotten that I'll be working elsewhere for 3 weeks. Back when I informed him last March, it probably didn't seem like that long of a time for me to be otherwise occupied. 3 weeks seems long to him now.
Yes, 3 weeks of caring for the cats. 3 weeks of feeding the critters, changing their litter pads and scooping pellets; 3 weeks of poking Pica with insulin twice a day. Serving 12 cans of cat food a day. Not that he doesn't do this already but he only does it half as much as he'll be saddled with in my absence, when he'll have to care for them 100% of the time.
He can fend for himself very well, though. Hello Round Table pizza. He doesn't do a lot of cooking when I'm not around. You can read more in my personal blog today at this link: Brrr . . . Time to Work From Hawaii.
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