Rex left for bootcamp on Monday of last week. Day after day went by, the first two days had no calls, and the third day of his absence I had to share a fifteen minute phone call with other family members. By the time the weekend came, his absence was quite noticeable. During the weekend I was camping with my in-laws. There were brothers, sisters, cousins, friends, and parents with a slough of small people running around underfoot at the campsite.
Recently I mentioned what conversation is like in a Chinese world. Basically, I find extensive social scenarios that are primarily in Chinese to be quite exhausting and there's only so much I can endure before I go find a quiet place apart from everyone else. I have nothing against the people I'm with, I even find them to be quite enjoyable and supportive, but my mind trails off and spaces out in this context.
My mind had extensive empty space over the weekend; it was almost too relaxing, especially in light of Rex being gone. An absent husband and an empty mind are really a bad combination! By the time the weekend was over I found myself exhausted and emotionally a bit unstable. The emotions made the exhaustion worse.
Monday and the return to class was really what the doctor called for. A return to class, a return to work, a return to using my mind extensively, and a return to sanity. Less opportunity to think about the fact that Rex is gone for another week, more opportunity to explore and tend to responsibilities.
I'll be glad when he's back from bootcamp.
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