Keeping the Spousal Spark Alive When You're Working Non-Stop

I am still in Fort Worth and totally over the thrill of business travel. As a girl who grew up camping, hotel rooms held a certain allure well into my early twenties. But I'm done now. I want my own room, my own bed, and my own big, snoring husband next to me. Apparently my key to restful sleep is kicking him periodically throughout the night. There is no one to kick here and I'm sleeping terribly.

And because I miss JP like crazy when we are separated for more than 8 hours, we've been emailing each other frequently throughout the day. Today's exchange made me hide a smile at multiple times during the hearing.

Me, 8:49 am: "Hey sweetie, hope the morning went well. I miss you."

Him, 9:14 am: "Hey babe! Morning went great - he slept in. About to steam clean the carpets!!! Love you"

Me, 9:17 am: "I find it very sexy that you are so excited about that."

Me, 2:42 pm: "How is the carpet cleaning going? Looks like we'll be heading home tomorrow!"

Him, 4:13 pm: "Cleaning was magnificent! I love you. Glad to hear you're coming back to us soon."

I do too, I am too, and I can't wait to see the carpets.