Suck it up Buttercup

This whole deal about having a husband with a celestial address is akin to riding the surf....you know calm water then whamo you are grabbed up and riding the big one. For me it is a period of good days, the kind that make me think I am relatively well adjusted to this new station in life then out of the blue I am blindsided. I don't want anyone "dropping over" for a fire or to chat. Some people get offended by my total lack of hospitality....to them I say: suck it up Buttercup. I don't even want to answer the phone, only problem is, if it's the kids and I don't answer they get worried about the old gal. Yup once again I find myself sitting on the patio,alone, in the rain. I hate cliches but Bryon was my soulmate we became as one entity and now I feel broken. There will be better days but right now I am incredibly sad.
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