I...am...exhausted. R was gone for

I...am...exhausted. R was gone
for the past five days. He returned home last night. He is leaving tomorrow at 6
a.m. I don't know how people do this. On a more positive, frugal note (er, sort
of)...as I am low on funds, I have found about seven articles to download and
print. I thought this may be brain fodder and tubbing mind occupation since I
have no extra dinero to purchase any desired books. I plan on seeing The Passion
of Christ tomorrow. R and I wanted to see it together, but since he is traveling
so much, it is impossible. Since we live in this particular section of the US,
it is only showing here for two more days. I hear that we were fortunate to have
even gotten it for a week. It took a bit of pressure from the Catholic Priest
(yes, only one parish in this town) and a group of Protestant Ministers to
persuade the theatre owner to show it. Nothing like a Mel Gibson movie to stir
the hearts of religious leaders to ecumenical unity. He has been sold out every
night, so at least he is getting his mammon out of it. I don't anticipate this
being a Milk Duds/Popcorn/Coke/Jr. Mints kind of movie. He is getting his money
back in ticket sales even if the refreshments aren't exactly being sucked and
slurped down during this feature. Must go to bed. Still have a few things to do.
Am going to miss R desperately this time- perhaps less in a carnal manner than
in a very practical one. Already missed him in a Valentine way last week. Every
time he is gone, I am convinced even more that it takes two to do this job and
my awareness and empathy are raised for single parents. The trick is to remember
this feeling and act on it by reaching out to support or help those who have no
relief or partner. Ahh, feelings are good but only if they get out of our head
and heart and into our hands and feet.