Hiatus ends in 5 days. Then my husband goes back to work on the TV show that pays our bills, and my life changes completely.
I’ve blogged about hiatus before, what a paradise it is. But it never lasts long enough.
Some people might be jealous that my husband gets to be home all the time like this for May and June, but of course they would never really trade with me if they knew the truth of what it’s like the rest of the year when I only see him on the weekends. Or that he doesn’t earn any money during hiatus — that part probably doesn’t appeal.
Two more weekdays of the full treatment. Then it’s done for another 10 months…
