I am exhausted. Physically I am fine, but my eyes are just burning so bad. I barely got any sleep. I stayed up all night so that I could be completely awake to talk to Tony on the phone. Silly me. I had completely forgotten that yesterday when I spoke with him on the phone, he told me he would not be able to call me again until Monday. So around 9 this AM when I realized that he wasn't calling me, I took a little 2 hour nap. I don't feel as tired as I did before, but I am going to have to suck it up and deal with it because it's 1330 here right now and I have work in an hour and a half. A lovely 12 hour shift in the ER. And with it being the weekend before Halloween, hopefully we'll get enough interesting stuff to keep me from dragging butt and wake me up a bit more.
It's raining a lot right now. And that is the last thing a person needs when they are tired and depressed. The rain has always brought me down. And now that I am so lonely and don't have my husband here with me to keep me warm all day and night.. I am even more depressed. I am actually thankful that I have to work for the next 12 hours because I'll be inside all shift long and I'll be so busy (I hope) that I will forget how crappy and depressing the weather is outside. Until 3 AM of course when I get to go home to an empty bed.
I know this temporary and he will be home sooner or later.. hopefully sooner. But 11 more months is just such a long time. I have forced myself to not think about how many months left until he comes home for R&R because I know time will pass much slower. So instead I look at it as a whole. 11 long months left.. but I know I will seem before that time is up, but I have that blocked out of my head hoping that it will come quicker than I imagine it will.
I guess I should stop procrastinating and go get ready for work. There are lives to be saved.. possibly.