Haha, Ragabash, that's nothing. The first weekend I willingly had to let my wife go to be with her other "husband" (which is what she thinks of him as)
I was pacing up and down at work like a caged tiger. I could not sleep, sit, eat or read. The second day was the worst. I started talking to myself.
Back then we had a "no contact" rule.
It gets better dude.