About a week ago, Peter came to me and told me that Ursula's roommate Susan was going to California for a week or so and that we would have to take care of her.
My first response (that I thought in my head--don't worry, I didn't say it to him) was that I was going to move in with my parents for a week so I could avoid her. As you know from my previous posts, things don't work out well for anyone, especially Stephanie, when she stays here. So I started thinking about how many of the kids I could take with me, etc. and realized that would cause its own set of problems.
Before I could work out the details, Peter, who recognized the same problems I did, volunteered to move in with his mom until Susan came back. We couldn't figure out anything better, so Peter has been living in Provo for the last week.
He comes home for dinner in the evening and leaves at bed time. Well, except for the last couple nights he hasn't left until about 1 AM becuase there is just so much to work on together and so little time together.
So here's hoping Susan comes back sometime soon so my husband can move back in!
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