Day 4: Surviving this TDY

I'm so good at being a tough guy. Ice cold. But seeing my husbands bruised and swollen face on skype...melted me to a puddle. I miss him. heaps and heaps. Today was a day when Emily was being cute, but still quite destructive. I'm debating between staying up later to do the dishes and getting up early to do the dishes. the laundry didn't get finished being folded, and the floor needs mopped...again. ps. Day 4 sucks.