Last night
After dinner I took Oliver home, and my wife went with them to pick up the other car. Oliver got tired, so I got him ready and put him to bed. There were a few tears, but all in all it was okay. I put him in bed and went downstairs.
I had some time to kill before I went to bed. I didn't feel like reading or watching TV. I played around on MySpace for a while and checked my email. I was waiting for my wife to get home so I could go for a run, but when that didn't look like it was in the cards, I got ready for bed and was down by 10:00. In review there were a couple of things that I could have done whether it was dishes or miniature painting, but going to bed early also works.
When I got in bed, Oliver woke up a bit. I got him some water and held him for a bit and he drifted back to sleep. Later that night, my wife came home and joined us. I'm starting to feel more comfortable about next week. Besides, it's only for a few days. That much I can handle. I think.
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