My Husband is in Texas - Week One

Hello to whomever actually reads my blog.

I have decided that I will be chronicling my year of singledom.
Allow me to give a little backstory to fill in any gaps that the casual reader might run into-

Backstory:
I am married to a "doctor"

I put "doctor" in quotes to emphasize that my husband is a graduate of medical school, has passed the American medical boards and is now embarking on a (for this moment) year long residency program in Witchita Falls, TX.

I also use the quotations to illustrate my uncertainty with his choice of vocation, as the last operation he presided over had something to do with a plugged in appliance that serves to brown bread, two forks and a smoking outlet.

I live in California and will not be spending a year abroad- although I don't know if abroad and Witchita Falls, Texas belong in the same sentence- unless the sentences are, "I was in a bar in Witchita Falls, Texas, and abroad walked in with eyeshadow as blue as a Tahitian wave." or "One thing I can say about Witchita Falls, Texas- they sure do have abroad definition of what passes for culture".
You get the point I'm sure.

Although, if you don't- you might be from Witchita Falls.

Contrary to my wifely duties, I won't be going.
Instead, I will be left here to live my life as a semi-single woman.
Go ahead and place your bets, now.

My husband left last Monday- and it has been an emotional week.
Not so much that I am feeling hopeless without my husband, but the fallout of his departure is hitting me fast. Words keep repeating themselves in my brain- paycut, debtor's prison, I just had to pick this year to start my business, he just had to pick this year to actual get accepted to a residency, fidelity, security, insanity, freedom....

So I offer whomever is reading this, to join me on my year-long journey.

A sort of spiritual quest- where I will answer the burning questions:
Can I really make it on my own?
Will I have to go back to my life as a soulsucking corporate shill?
How much do I really love my husband?
How much do I really want to stay married?

I promise it to be mildly entertaining and somewhat enlightening.