I'm SO not handling this well.

Matt leaves in the AM for Thailand. I'm sick (probably the flu, but I've not been to the doc to have my nose swabbed). Maegan feels like she has to throw up. We are supposed to be staying at my parents house for the week, so that I won't go insane attempting to keep my house clean for prospective buyers, and so I won't go insane not speaking to adults for an entire week. BUT, now I don't feel comfortable taking a puking Maegan to Mom's and if I have the flu, I don't want to get them sick again (they just both are getting over the flu). He wants to know if I want the pack n play packed up for Mia. I just about took his head off. I told him I'm not going anywhere and I'm canceling the open house for Sunday. He looked at me as if I grew 7 heads. We have a prospective buyer coming to the open house on Sunday, and he's so freaking gung ho about selling this house RIGHT NOW, that he could give a crap that I and the kids are sick. Hell, he'll be in Thailand what f*** does he care if we are home sick? And if we are sick, well, you only have to leave the house for 2.5 hours for the open house... I guess he figures we could just drive around for a while.

Not to mention, he's not packed ANYTHING yet for his trip!?! What's that about? I washed his clothes 3 days ago and he's done NOTHING with them. I just don't get it. Our house is trashed. I'm too sick to do anything about it (thus why it is trashed presently). I'm just really not handling his leaving well. I knew it wouldn't be easy, and basically I just feel a mass of anger towards him right now. I just want him to get the hell out and GO already.

I bought him some candy and gum, and had the kids make him a card. My best friend gave him a phone card... but I think I'll do better if he just doesn't call. I hate this. I know in the grand scheme of things this is nothing... but I'm not used to it and I DO NOT enjoy it!

Maegan never did throw up.

You know, my friend ran away to the Bahama's last weekend for a long weekend... I'm thinking, WOW I wish I could do that. OK, Mia needs to be fed.