I’ve been home alone since monday. Everyone keeps saying “that must be so cool! you can do all the things you can’t do when David’s around!”. Well, the thing is, there isn’t really anything I can’t do when David’s around except maybe watch Lilo and Stitch on a continuous loop. I’m pretty much doing all the winter things I do when he’s around, playing with the dogs, eating unhealthily, crocheting, watching movies, surfing the net. My friends who know me well know exactly what I’m doing and have come to the rescue.
Last night Alan called me. When someone calls you and says “what are you doing” don’t tell them the truth if the truth is “crocheting a doily” that’s so a-tarded. My anxiety has been getting the better of me lately and I have been holing up in my place and not wanting to be around people. Alan very graciously (and wisely) invited me out to dinner. We had dinner and watched the Rose Bowl and had a few beers and it was the perfect escape for me.
Today Mary and I were commiserating on the weight of winter and how we never go out as much and we just don’t see as many people. We decided to break the cycle. I needed to cook for someone, she needed to get out of her house. She came over and I made pork chops with mol�, rice and spiced black beans (that’s the other thing, when david is home I tend to cook vegetarian for him since I don’t really want to make 2 meals, so i got to eat pork chops!). For dessert I made a loaf of walnut, golden raisin, cardamom bread. Delicious. We even ate at the table like grown ups. She played with my dogs and we talked about this and that and…
I finally got my holiday cards ready for mailing! They go out in the morning before the new postal rates go into effect.
David is on his way home. His trip down was a hard push, drive straight through. The trip back will be slower so I still won’t see him until this weekend, but it is a happiness to know I will see him soon. I have a bit of a reputation for being overly cautious in matters of the heart, sometimes to my own detriment. I am entirely surprised at just how attached I am to this guy. I miss him terribly whenever we are apart and I am so glad to reunite with him. Of course this is not to imply that we should not be apart, just that it’s nice to have someone you miss.
I’m off to work on my little doily and then go read for a bit.
Remember to keep the hot side hot and the cool side cool!