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Day 2: Ramen Noodles for the Soul

Tuesday, January 2nd

I had band practice that evening.  But my husband had the day off, the second to last of his days off of his interrupted vacation.  We had done nothing fun although that was the point as he wanted to advance on construction, during his vacation and he got called back into work a couple times in between.  I am beginning to feel like he is being taken advantage of.  He did at least get to work on his two story structure he built on the property so there was use to his vacation time.

When I realized I wouldn't be able to wind down with him in the evening I suggested going out to lunch, my treat, because one of the things that came up was he feels taken advantage of, as though I just want him for money... I have a rant about that one but not yet...  So I took him to Ramen Girl, a new spot in Rancho San Diego.  We very much enjoyed it.



I went driving after taking him back home and in the evening met up with the band for rehearsal. We have a show coming up February and are preparing for it.  I was able to vent a little to my band mates at the risk of bringing everyone down but of course I tend to make jokes.  I have leaned on a few friends for support during this time.  My husband doesn't lean on anyone but I operate differently than him.

But I must say, I really find my time in music very healing and the guys at Finding THETIS are great!



The band went to the bar next door to have a band meeting.  It's difficult to have 5 people trying to decide on one thing, but ultimately we did make progress, or so I feel.  I had joined this bad to help, and here I am a part of it now. I do find joy in that.

I got home Tuesday night not knowing it was the last night I would get to snuggle my husband this year.  I didn't know that was the last time I would get to share our bed.  And the next morning was the last time I would wake up to him as he got up to go to work.

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