A week without Dan is like a week without food, exercise, or motivation.
Oh, wait ...
A week without Dan IS a week without food, exercise, or motivation.
Dan left for the Florida Keys last weekend, so I've been home with the cats for a week. I didn't think I'd be lonely (I'm a bit of a loner anyway), but geez ... who knew I was going to miss him this much?
I was like a lonesome kid on a see-saw. When there are two kids are on the see-saw, then the required balance is there and the see-saw will work.
But if there's only one kid, then the see-saw stays off-kilter and won't work. No matter how hard the kid tries.
I've been off-kilter all week. Didn't eat much, didn't exercise, didn't have much motivation at all. Totally felt like the balance of everything in my life was off.
All because I had no Hubbie to help keep things in balance. To keep things right with the world.
I'm so glad my sweet Hubbie is on his way home today. I have missed him terribly. I cannot imagine how the spouses of soldiers in Iraq and elsewhere survive. That has got to be so tough. And Dan was just on a business trip, not a combat mission.
So I really, truly can't complain. Although being a Boy Scout in Key West is probably scary in its own unique way ...
Sigh. I love the hubster. I can't wait to see him again.