woe is Jack

Ugh we are all trying to hang in there. Gosh I hope the first few weeks are the worst because I can't imagine missing Jack more than I do right now. He's all I ever think about and I find myself seriously distracted most of the time. I haven't gotten as many phone calls or emails as I would like but I try to tell myself he's hot and tired and working hard to adjust. I am just hanging on trying not to cry in public. I hate it when people give you that look and ask if you are okay..."yeah I was until you just said that now I am a freakin basket case again thanks!" I went to my silly little job today and I just thought to myself what the hell am I doing working here? Crazy!