The Doctor Travels

In the last four weeks, Doc H has completed three of his 6 scheduled business trips.

During this time, I have learned I could never be married to someone whose occupations requires a huge amount of travel.

When he travels, I feel alone despite the kids. Yes, we talk on the phone, but usually it is late at night, there is a time difference involved, and we are both tired. There is a disconnect, and well, I like to be connected to my husband.

Luckily, most are quick, one night trips for one meeting. I thought conference calls and webcams were supposed to eliminate such nonsense.

We text, and every now and then things get so spicy {did you catch the sarcasm?}, Doc H will send me a picture along with some text, he thinks will further amuse me. . .

"Look! The room comes with a Napoleonic robe"

:::sigh::: I love my husband.