K will be home tomorrow evening, and I am counting on being busy at work, going to ART, and running to get me through the day until I pick him up from the airport. I knew that it was going to be hard for me while he was gone and it has been. I miss him terribly. I haven't had to watch football at all in the past 3 days...I know that should be the bright side of this, but the house has felt quiet and empty without him yelling at the tv(s) watching sports.
My best friend chided me last night to enjoy having this time to myself since I don't really get that very often. The thing is that I am somebody who normally needs an enormous amount of "me time," that is until I met K. Somehow that all changed then. I used to think that I would never be able to live with somebody since I have lived alone (with the exception of my senior year in college) since I was 19. That's a lot of time to get set in my ways and enjoy my privacy. Even then, I had a hard time relating to people who complained of loneliness. I cherished my alone time and sought out the company of others when I wanted it - on my terms. Even now, I haven't necessarily felt "lonely" since K has been gone, and I know that there are people that I could easily have made plans with if I had chosen to. I just really miss my buddy.
I tried to do what I would have done pre-K today. I went to Target for a couple of errands then ventured over to the mall and trolled for a parking spot so that I could get a special ornament made to commemorate our first Christmas in the 'lil blue house together this year. Then, I went to the gym and had a good workout - 45 minutes of weights and 30 minutes on the elliptical. Now, I need to do a few things around the house and get ready for tomorrow...when my buddy comes home and all is right with my world again.
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