Len’s in Brussels.  Since we’ve moved back to Scotland, he is normally home 10 nights then away for 4 nights (5 days).  The schedule works quite well, and just about the time we really start to miss him, he’s pretty much on his way home again.  However, his last two trips away, he has been gone for 2 weeks on the trot and we are all finding it pretty hard going.  He has been gone for one week already and he won’t be back again until Friday.  Rosie’s cries for Daddy are heart breaking, Heidi’s behaviour becomes more challenging (I am sure she is acting out her frustration), Hannah feels the change, but being older she actually seems to step up to the plate and becomes more responsible and helpful.  Daniel… well, he pretty much just keeps smiling, always smiling, that boy is.  Me?  I miss him… alot.  I get tired, I fall asleep on the couch after the end of a long day (as I do even when he’s here) but there is no one to wake me up and coax me to bed… and no one to warm me up when I finally drag myself there… *sigh* Only ‘5 more sleeps’ and Daddy will be home…

I had my godson, Mark, staying with us this weekend.  There’s nothing’ll make you feel older than sitting on the couch with your 6’4”, strapping-lad-of-19-year-old- godson and you think to yourself that you were a year younger than he is now when he was born!!!  Gah!  Anyway, we had a lovely time.  I had friends over for a curry Friday night and my mom kept Daniel and Rosie overnight.  Then mom swapped them for Hannah and Heidi last night.  I think it was a nice diversion for the kids this weekend and helped split up the time that Len’s away.  We all met up at church this morning, had Sunday lunch at Mom’s (with my sister and her family) then we headed out to Ikea and then dropped Mark home.  LONG.DAY....  The kids all fell asleep in the car on the way home and I had to carry/guide them all in through the howling rain… My new dresser is still in the back of the car.  It’s far too heavy to lift in myself… *another sigh* ...I guess I’ll have to find a man to help me tomorrow. 

I’m tired, and I don’t want to go to bed…

Len provided me with another Lenism tonight.  The story behind it all has to do with power tools and how I manage to get men to do things for me (like hang curtain rods and put up shelves) by asking to borrow their power tools.  Len suggested I ask Peter (our friend and neighbour) to borrow his power drill to build my new dresser… then when he offered to do it for me (Because all men instictivly know I shouldn’t be trusted with power tools) I could ask him to hang the rod in my closest and put my cabinet on the wall in the bedroom at the same time - When I showed my approval at his line of thought he quipped:

Yeah, if I had T&A I’d be a better woman than you!!