Thursday, March 25, 2010

Time keeps on slipping...

Today marks Brandon being gone for 5 weeks. Not too bad! Three years ago, 5 weeks would have been torture. Now after some test runs, 5 weeks is a piece of cake. Sure, I get lonely sometimes, I get angry, but really, I can handle 5 weeks. I'm nervous about a whole year!

Brandon gets to call me tomorrow night or Saturday morning. Can't wait! I haven't heard his voice for two weeks. It's funny, I feel like I've forgotten somehow. Like when he's gone I push the "married" Chantal out and go back into "single" mode. Laundry is all girls clothes (except for the boxers I wear to bed sometimes, hehe), the dishes are all small spoons and forks and plates, and it is much cleaner. There's always an adjustment period when he leaves or comes back but it's manageable. I can't wait for him to come home!

I reflect on 5 weeks sometimes, though. It isn't really that long. Some days I feel like it's been an eternity since he left but most days it's like "Oh, he only just left, ok." I dunno, it's hard to explain. Time just goes on as normal and some days it's quick, some days not (um, like yesterday when I watched TV all day. Darn cold).

Anyway, I'm excited for him to come home. Not so excited for him to see the credit card... (Hey, I haven't been buying a lot, but I've been eating out more and I found some cute shirts on sale! Can't keep me away from a good sale).