Ben left this afternoon to spend the holiday weekend in Indiana... without me. He and my dad are having a boy weekend full of golf and drag races. Ben is so excited, since his two favorite things (other than me of course) are golf and cars.
Where does that leave me? Well, I was invited to come this weekend, but my doctor said that it wouldn't be the best idea. I can't blame him- I'm 36 1/2 weeks along and I really need to start taking it easy.
Woe is me, I'm going to be alone for the next 5 days. Not quite sure what to do with myself either. I have a definite to-do list, but I'm overcome with loneliness. Seriously, I know that I'm lame. *I blame the loneliness on my PTSD that resulted after Ben was gone every weekend for a year and a half driving that blasted semi. Kidding. Mostly.
This weekend will consist of getting ready for baby- i.e. doing all his laundry, working on my fab mobile, getting some hospital pj's, buying blinds for his room, etc. Let's hope that I survive and don't go into pre-term labor with Ben 1500 miles away.