I get it. My husband was gone for a week for work, and it was a week. And the bed was cold and the house too quiet. Just me and the pup. 

Yeah, I get it. Hang in there. 

Cuz then he was there, standing beside the jeep, waiting for me when he got home. Picked me up from work. And at that moment, there was me and him, and we were the only two people in the world. 

Hang in there. 

I know what you mean. Hug.

I was lucky that my hubby's old job meant he was only away at night. But, those nights he worked i didn't sleep. I know exactly what you mean about a cold bed. And it's too quiet as well. 

Time never goes fast and i hope you find things to keep yourself busy to help the time going by not hurt too much. 

As for the colleague? I would have dropped something 'accidentally' on her. from a good height. Trust me I've done it, it works Well, as long as you don't get caught of course.  

Hang in there and plan how you're going to welcome your man home  

I have the worse time with missing the person I love. As hard as I try, it affects everything I do. My sympathies, Sasha. No platitudes.

Hugs wuff ...

Sasha,

The days will be long and the nights cold, but remember the good times will return one day sooner each night.  Try to think warm thoughts, keep your boy warm and happy, seek friends and company (no not that kind)  .  Use the phone and computer to keep in touch and share things about each  others day and most of all, tell each other you miss them and you love them and you will see each other one day sooner.....  The time will pass at its own speed, but it will pass and he will return to you.   Hugs and warm thoughts for both of you  

I maybe have a suggestion, if you want one. As a writing person write love letters and perhaps Cris likes to answer them. Thats what B. and I are fond of. Sitting down, taking good paper and a pen not using modern communication.
B. sometimes even has no possibility to use internet or telephone, but there is most often a postbox everywhere and I love this little box with letters, I am hoarding like a treasure under my bed, even get butterflies in my belly, go looking into our mailbox.

:-)

I can't even stand, when hubby is working on Saturdays or has the late night shift. Time drags on, suddenly the kids are all in bed and asleep and it's too quiet.

There are some funny colleagues everywhere, hubby's coworker said him he should always phone home, before he actually arrives, so I have time to remove evidence It was so weird, I had to laugh him in the face

Thanks for the lovely empathy guys. Many hugs.