Sad, Yet Good News

Phil is going to be going out of town for business, leaving Monday around noon. His work told him this was the next assignment they had, and nothing else local. He made a bunch of calls yesterday looking for work around the Valley, but nothing panned out. So he is off to a city called Morenci, AZ, which is almost by the Arizona/New Mexico Border, down near Safford. It is four hours away, and the sad part; He will have to be there a month, working 10 hour days, 7 days a week.

Now, you might be asking,"Where is the good news?" Well, despite the fact that he will be gone for a month and we are going to miss each other like crazy, he is going to make an awesome amount of money, enough so that when he gets home, we'll be able to start our contracting business, so he can do his own thing and not only make a lot more money, but also have stable work, since what he is doing now, he could be working at a job site and then 2 days later, they send him somewhere else, or tell him there is no more work available. As much as I don't want him to go, this is really an opportunity of a lifetime, we will never have this chance to make this much money in a month's time again, and be able to not only start our business, but still have some left in the bank for a rainy day.

It seems, to me, that despite the fact that we're happy to have this chance to finally get on our feet financially and get everything we've wanted to start finally started, that there is an air of sadness in the house. I feel for him, because he is going to be working such long hours, 7 days a week, and I feel so bad that I can't be there with him, so at least at night when he's dog tired, he's got a friendly face to come home to. But I am giving him the laptop to take so we can chat and email, along with phone calls. Yet I feel so proud of him, and so grateful, to have a man who would do anything, even this, to help us have a better life.

I worry about it though, him working so hard like that. It will be so easy for him to get stressed out and burned out, and I worry, what if he gets hurt on the job or something. As much as it sucks for me to have to be alone here for that long, it is really nothing compared to what he is going to have to be doing, working so hard with not even a day off. Frankly, I don't want to see him do it, I don't want him working himself that hard. But then, what choice do you have, when you have to pay the bills and get things done. Its times like these that I wish I was capable of being able to work and bring in more income then I do with my disability. Then maybe he wouldn't have to work so hard for us.

For me, I'm really not sure what I am going to do with myself around here, but then this isn't about me, its about him and all he has to go through the next month. I'm not really worried about having to be along, I am fine being alone, I am a loner by nature so me and alone time actually are pretty good friends. But its going to get old, and fast. Of course, I have people who will come by and visit, like my family and Mindy. Its not like I am going to alone in that aspect, but alone in the fact that my other half won't be here. But I am trying to think of the positives that are going to come out of this, and not focus so much on the negative. Its not easy, but it is just a month right? Geez, that seems like such a long time. I hope it goes by fast.