I am also waiting for Mojo. {That sounds like a movie.} He has been gone for the past two nights on business. I hate it. The kids hate it. The dog hates it. He hates it. But we have to do it. Thankfully it doesn't happen very often at all. He used to have to do ALOT of travelling and I really really hated it. I got used to it though. I figured out how to sleep without him, but I hated it. Now I am out of the habit and usually wind up sitting up in bed all night imagining that the noises I hear are people breaking into the house to kill me and leave my children motherless.
This time I got smart and made the dog sleep in the room with me. He likes to sleep in his own bed at night and only come sleep in our bed in the mornings. He really didn't want to sleep in my room so on the second night he slept in the smack middle of the bed and made me sleep on the edge. I could just imagine what he was thinking.
"Geez Mom, grow up! What exactly do you think I'M gonna do? Humph, well I'll sleep here BUT you won't like it! I'm sleeping right here in the middle! YOU sleep on the edge! I don't wanna be in here anyway! You closed the door most of the way and now I can't get out and get a drink of water or eat! You know I always eat after you go to bed. Man, I wish Dad would come home. Stupid Mom!"
He weighs 170 pounds! So I did not get alot of sleep last night anyway. But he got his revenge. Tonight Mojo comes home! So everyone can sleep where they belong, and the dog can get over being mad at me.
Until next time :)
