Day 3

It's day 3 and I still can't answer his calls. I have no money on the phone account, which I would think he knows, but he keeps trying to call. Part of me wants to break down and use my last $25 on the phone, but I CANNOT afford it and I need to remember this. I just want to hear his voice so badly. We have been fighting so much and that 3 minute call we had on Weds. ended so abruptly that I have no idea what is going on with us. I have tried to keep myself busy today. I worked out and went and walked around a local thrift store. It is gorgeous outside, but alas here I am sitting in my apartment again. I'm hungry, but trying to stick to my diet and I'm trying to force myself to do another 20 minutes on the stationary bike. I wrote Isaac a letter, but I just can't get him off my mind and can't stop wondering how my husband is doing. I love him so very much and don't want to see him hurting. It is so difficult when we don't see eye to eye on certain issues.I hate conflict and fighting.

Man all I want to do is go eat a pizza or something and drink a beer. I want to not worry about money all the time, not be so depressed, relax. I want to clean my apartment, AND I WANT MY HUSBAND HOME WITH ME. But alas, I chose this life. I don't have to be married to an incarcerated felon. I don't have to be waiting, but then my heart says I do because he is my heart.