What REALLY goes down when my husband is out of town.

My husband has been gone a few days now, and his return is being delayed by weather (shaking fist at the sky). On the other hand, I’ve been so crazy productive these last few days that maybe he should go away more often?

No. He should NOT go away more often. Maybe I should work on being productive when he’s home?!


We military wives have a reputation of behaving badly when our husbands are gone. I blame assumptions, a few bad apples, and stupid tv shows and movies.

Here’s what really happens when the guys are away: we ladies brunch, dinner, and wine together. We also whine together. Sometimes we manically clean our homes, run pointless errands, take-on huge projects, and do other silly things to fill the time that we’d rather be spending with our missing husband. Other times, we sleep in, do NOT clean the house, eat lots of junk food, and watch horrible reality television in our pajamas. Sometimes we stop shaving our legs and skip showering for a day or two (this is usually during the doldrums of deployment when we can’t see the light at the end of the very long, dark  deployment tunnel). Sometimes we check our email once every 20 seconds. Other times, we set time tables for when we are “allowed” to check our email because the silence is killing us. Did I mention the wine & whine evenings? And sometimes those evenings are actually afternoons … at 2pm. That’s a frequent occurrence. Moms are CRAZY busy and sometimes overwhelmed by the responsibilities. Wives without kids are sometimes overwhelmed by the silence. Sometimes those roles are reversed. We wives ban together and help each other out as much as we can, and other times we want to introvert alone in our homes.

The reality is that life is pretty ho-hum when my husband is gone – just like most of my friends’ lives when their husbands are gone.

And, if this is any indication of what it’s like to have your husband gone for long periods of time, I actually scrubbed the bathtub today. Like, I was on my hands and knees scrubbing the tub. That happened. And I did it because I was bored. 


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