My double edged sword

It's a double edged sword...Rob comes home tonight. Now, don't jump to any conclusions here. I am glad that he is coming home. I've missed the company and companionship, and here it comes...BUT...

• The noise level goes up a few notches when he is home. I've adjusted to a quieter home. Not that Rob is the noisy one--it's all the boys. They live for Dad's attention. Mom is definetly not the fun one. And I know they will be way too excited when he arrives to contain all of their bottled up energy. Am I ready for this?
  
• He's going to leave again next week. How fun is that? And then we'll have company shortly after (not that I mind the company). I just don't like sharing.
• The house does stay cleaner when he is gone. And again, I'm not blaming Rob for this. I turn into some maniac warrior that fights for home cleanliness whenever he leaves. I know me and I will go cookoo if the house gets out of control. Yet, when he's here, I' m more willing to let it slide. I depend on him a lot.

I don't think that side of the sword is very sharp because I am so looking forward to him being home for many more reasons...

• I'm really bad at making pinewood derby cars! I wouldn't know how to make it faster. I can only make it look good.
• I had to call the neighbor to figure out my 2nd graders math homework. We need our resident nerd!
• The boys won't play in the basement because"all the light are burned out". I hate the basement. It's always cold and always messy. I could probably do this one on my own, but I'd much rather have Rob do it.
• I can sleep in. I love sleeping in and I'm feeling deprived of my beauty rest!
• As much as I like blogging, I'd much rather talk to my husband. My mind moves too quick to write it all down--he's my sounding board!
• And I have no one to watch my recorded episode of Psych with cuddled up on the couch.
• I feel like I'm on the verge of illness and I may need someone to take the reigns. I'm tired of depending on others for help. I like to keep it in the family.
• I miss hearing Evan say "Gaggy". Talking to him on the phone isn't the same. And he's been requesting that I change his diapers now...can you believe it??!!
• We can't wait to share with him all the little things he has missed liked Tyler's shark list (he's listed about 70 that he knows of--he wants to get all 400 of them) and report card or Jared's Chinese New Year drum.
• I'm sure he'll be excited to see our $120 worth of medical bills for the week (arg) and he'll want to know that the book shelves won't be here until March (bummer)...

It's all the little things that I take for granted when he is not here. I can't wait for him to get home!

And just for kicks, I leave you with these...