Is the week over yet?

I miss my girls. Don't tell them that or it will go to their heads. It's been strange not having either one of them home. While I can email them daily, they can't respond to the emails, it's very challenging trying to come up with different things to "talk" about without making them long for home, and the one sided conversations are weird. They'll be home tomorrow. But I must admit every time the phone rings I'm nervous about answering, thinking something is wrong. Do, I just not have enough faith that God will take care of them? Or is it just a mother's heart? Or, maybe a little of both? Of course I have been praying for them constantly. Maybe I should have also been praying for me. J and I have had the week pretty much to ourselves. Although P did take him to see The Terminator late Tuesday night, and P was off yesterday. Monday J and I were out and about all day, as he filled out applications for a job, and I asked for donations for a church outreach. Tuesday was spend working on cleaning (overhauling) the girls room. It's been 2 years since I've spent a lot of time in there, and boy did it need it. Many, many, many trash bags later, and 8 hours, I feel comfortable saying I'm done. Although yesterday we had the closet to do, and 6 loads of laundry. Today I haven't felt like doing anything. I did try to go to the library to pick up 2 books for R that are on hold, but there was some program on today and I couldn't find a parking spot, unless I parked at the Walgreen's nearby, but I figured it would be so crowded inside, I would just go back later. Now later I just don't feel like going back, it's too hot, and I just don't feel like getting all sweaty again. P has to work until 9:30 on the 4th, the kids and I will stay home and hopefully if we get some propane to grill hamburgers (that's what J wanted when we went to the store earlier in the week).