True, I have Ryan to eat dinner with, but he's really not too talkative yet. Our conversations usually begin and end with one syllable words that don't really refer to anything.
It's after 8:40 p.m., and Pat's still at work. Last night he got home at 7 p.m. I've been trying to remind myself that the people I know in the civilian world often work such hours, so what right do I have to complain. I think my griping stems from the fact that he goes away usually for a year at a time added to theses long hours so that when he is home I don't see him. Thankfully I still have a year before the next year long absence, but yes, it is already planned and scheduled.
Don't get me wrong, I am very happy to have him home. I know I am lucky to have him sleep in my bed at night. I just wish we were able to enjoy the time we have together a little more. Hopefully things at work will slow down soon.