Heavy Sigh

The weekend is over...[heavy sigh]....My long, lovely, love-filled weekend is over.

I miss W already, and though I'm tired enough to go to bed after my busy--but fun--weekend, doing so means acknowledging that I have to get a good night's rest because I have to go back to work tomorrow. And I'm not quite there yet.

W and I did all the things we planned: March Madness and steak dinner Friday, shopping and a visit with M and J on Saturday--followed by drinks at our fave place and a late, low key dinner at home (hot dogs!) and a movie that we fell asleep while watching. It was perfect.

As always, after he was gone there was this stillness here, an emptiness that one minute is peaceful and the next lonely. After I load the dishwasher and pick up around here, it's nice to lie down on the couch where W usually stretches out and watch some Food Network TV...Then I see his slippers or get up to get a drink and have to stop myself from asking, "Can I get you anything, babe?" Tonight I will smell his cologne on his pillow and wish he were there, but I will enjoy not waking up in the middle of the night to his snoring or stirring. And then tomorrow, the alarm clock calling me to life will be a huge disappointment....Such is long distance love, I guess. I signed up for it nearly 4 years ago (can you believe it?), so I know how this works, but it's not always easy.

I hope you had a good weekend and look forward to catching up soon.

xo,
Barb