Gone

Again.

Last trip of the year, though...and its only a week this time.

It sucks because I am so unhealthy when he's not here! Its a miracle that I stay alive. I don't eat right, I don't sleep right...the only one who wins is my new bed companion - when I make it into bed. You see...that means he eats all night.

At least one of us is well fed and well rested...