A normal life

Tyler started a month long TDY in the office yesterday. It was so weird for him not to put a uniform on. 

In my wallowing I called to complain to my sister that I was starting my life of solitude. All of the sudden my husband had to work 5 days a week (my sister said Babe that's normal) and he didn't get paid for the 2 hour commute  (babe that's normal) or his lunch break so he would be gone 11-12 hours a day (babe that's normal) and I can't call him whenever I want or at least he can't answer (babe that's normal). 

I know I said that I wanted a more normal life with a normal schedule. But this is just ridiculous. With my very flexible job and his reasonably flexible job we have been very lucky for our first 2 1/2 years of marriage.

Abby had an exceptionally hard time with the fact that he went out the front door (because one of his partners was picking him up). Whenever he does that, he comes back quickly. So she waited around for an hour until she realized that he wasn't coming back.