It's very lonely. I live by myself with our cat when he is gone. My brother lives next door but he works constantly. I entertain myself by cleaning or cooking a nice dinner for myself.
Sometimes I'll go for a walk or a swim with a friend or my sister but I'm still so lonely. I have actually started sleeping downstairs on the couch because our big bed just seems so empty and I toss and turn all night. The money is good and I don't have to work but I hate being home alone.
I have actually tried getting a job but since I don't have much experience nobody wants to hire me. I get depressed often. This time out he will be gone for four weeks, I'm ending week two and I'm going insane. It's all worth it in the long run to see his truck pull in the drive and him hop out and give me a big kiss.
It's just suffering through it that I'm having trouble with. I always remind myself that he has a hard time with it too and I need to be there for him like he is there for me.
