sight isn’t always necessary

Craig’s schedule over the past two weeks has been as follows: last Thursday, Saturday, Sunday, and Monday he had off, which he spent doing family stuff, playing, tiny mini vacation. Then he worked Tuesday and Wednesday night, which in and of itself isn’t too much for me to handle. I get overwhelmed with these two kids, but two days, even three days with the prospect of having a break afterward, that I can handle. However, Craig only has tonight off, and then he has to work Friday, Saturday, and Sunday nights. So, basically, he had a little vacation, and now he’s working nonstop for almost six days. I have ONLY tonight to breathe, and all I can think about is the fact that the next four fucking days I have to be a single mom. I have a headache, it’s raining, and I’m super crabby too.

I want a vacation. I need a vacation. I want to just cry, but I have to go to class.