Earlier today my ‘Cro walked by my office and flashed me with a cheesy grin. I did a double take…he was so unfamiliar. After six years of being together I had to look twice to recognize my own husband. This business of being out of town every week is wearing on both of us emotionally. In ‘Cro’s case it is taking a physical toll as well. His diet while on the road is mostly fast food and his health, as well as his appearance, is suffering for it. Being vain he’s focusing more so on his girth rather than his astronomical cholestoral reading (297 at last check). The money is not as good as he had hoped (entirely due to the shoddy runs his team has been assigned) and the stress is more than anyone should have to put up with at that pay level.
Last night was the final straw. ‘Cro was due to arrive home at 10 PM last night, after finishing up with the last job. Late that afternoon an additional job, paying very poorly and located in the opposite direction of home, was added on. ‘Cro’s team did not arrive home until 5:30 this morning…a mere four and a half hours before they were scheduled to be in the office this morning. First thing this morning ‘Cro spoke with two of our managers and effectively transfered back to our local division. His last out of town job is this coming week ~ from that point on he will be sleeping in his own bed seven nights a week rather than one or two =) I have to say ~ since he announced his decision this morning I’ve noticed a certain lightness about him that has been missing for far too long.
*happy sigh*
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