2 weeks

Today was hard.  I got mad at Winnie, I was hormonal, I had a bad attitude, and I'm missing Dayton.  Dayton is out of town for two weeks--actually we're on day four of 15 so now it's only 11! It's hard to not have help at night while I'm cooking dinner and really just flat out it gets lonely in our bed.  Every night Dayton and I play either skipbo, monopoly, or scrabble while we watch one of our shows and I'm missing that too.  I mean, really, I've done this before early last year for way longer but I had family to distract me.  I was talking to one of the other wives who's husband works with Dayton and just so happens to be gone too.  We were complaining a little bit about our situations and we both kind of came around to the conclusion, "they're doing this for us."  The last thing Dayton wants to do is be away from us for two weeks and my crappy attitude, whether it has merit or not, doesn't help.  This afternoon, after I was all done complaining to Dayt he casually mentioned his afternoon had been rough.  Oh yeah I think I forgot he's thousands of miles away from his girls.  And maybe, just maybe!  he may be needing to hear a few words of encouragement and less sulking. I walked up to our Relief Society activity tonight and thought to myself, "I hate when people say 'happiness is a choice'."  hahaha I was in a bad mood.  Of course, during the activity we talked about how having a positive outlook creates a positive life.  I'm going to be another person to say, "happiness is a choice."   I'll have to remind myself of that 6,000 times over the next couple weeks but it's the truth.

I can't be in a bad mood when I see this though.  Seriously, I can't.  Ok, so I peeked during prayers but who else was going to capture the shot?!  Yet another picture that Dayton wanted me to send to him.  I love it when I'm right, because it never happens!