This weekend I am flying solo, while my husband has gone camping with a hiking group that we are members of. Why am I not there on this beautiful long weekend? Well I gotta work. I know..this sucks. I suppose I could have asked for the time off but we are taking a vacation to New York in about 3 weeks.
Now Paul and I like spending time together which we think is a major plus, particularly when married, (j/k). Between both of us working different hours and having different days off usually, we don't spend as much time as we would like to. SO you would think with him being gone for four days I might miss him a bit by day 2. Not so..I was on my way home last night from work and found myself just dragging myself home. I get here and Lola was moping around, and had left "presents" right at the door for me. She does this whenever we go away, its her way of saying she is not happy, and will let you know. I played with her trying to cheer her up, and then at one point we found ourselves sitting looking at eachother lost.
Here I had full access to the computer and the remote control, but just let them be. It was to quiet. I was watching one of my favorite shows on the Travel Channel. Most Haunted, its this british show where they go to the most haunted places in the world most are in England, and they film at night and do tests for paranormal activity, Paul hates when I watch this show. He will usually sit on the computer with his giant headphones and play World of Warcraft, as I watch but will be making constant commentary about the show and what is happening. Last night just wasn't the same, I ended up turning it off, and going to bed. I didn't realize how much I enjoyed just having the company. But then again separate vacations are are good thing as well, once and a while.