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Roaring 20's Holiday Party in January
Since he's been gone....
I am a major homebody. I know this about myself but I'm not allowed to be as much of a homebody when MJ is around. He's just the opposite. We do things together and because I am in go mode I also do more things with others. I did a few things but didn't make that much of an effort to get out especially towards the end. I like being at home.
Cooking has gone out the window even more so then it normally is. I don't have to try to cook or feel guilty for not doing it. I was actually impressed with myself because I did make Chicken Breast for the first three weeks. It was boring but my grocery list never changed and it was easy. After that I was over it. As easy as it is to make chicken breast it's even easier to make Cheese Casadilla's so I've been eating that for the last two weeks. I spiced it up this week by adding green onions. I also made beans. Just plain old fresh beans and I ate that with my casadilla's. MJ looks down on my dinner. I know he does. So you are eating fat and carbs? Well, not exactly. Cheese has a ton of protein and I weigh it. 1 oz per casadilla keeps the fat count reasonable and I use whole wheat tortillas. BAM! Healthy cheap easy dinner and no dishes.
I go to bed earlier. Some weekends I was tired but not really, really tired but I'd just go to bed because I was bored. I wish that meant I was getting more sleep but lately I'm still waking up super early for no good reason.
My life becomes a lot more predictable and routine. I eat the same things and do the same things every day. This is just one reason why MJ is my better half. He gets me out and about more then I'd be on my own and that's a good thing.
When I'm just there with myself I'm more likely to get productive with extra time. I rarely clean house on Sunday's. If it doesn't get done on Saturday it doesn't happen but one Sunday I was just sitting there so I cleaned the microwave and the stove top. Then I watched some TV. Then I decided to dust the floating shelves that are a pain in the butt because I have to take everything off and stand up on the counter tops to reach them all. I usually do my writing in the mornings but there were a few nights that I was just sitting there so I got on my laptop and spent a few hours writing.
I don't have to clean as often. Things just don't get as messy when it's just me. There is also a lot less laundry.
I dominate the Netflix Queue. I put all my chick flicks and random movies at the top. I like discovering new movies and sometimes that means no name independent or foreign films. If there is an actor in it that I like or if the story line looks interesting I'm willing to give it a try. A lot of them suck but I have found some hidden gems. MJ is not interested in spending his Saturday night watching a movie that's probably going to suck so when he travels I get as many of those in as I can.
Does absence make the heart grow fonder or is it out of sight out of mind? Our first separation in 2009 was the longest. We had 7 months apart, 1 week together then 4 more months apart. Eleven months! I remember feeling happy but also nervous when it was time for him to come back. What if he doesn't love me anymore? What if things aren't the same? I don't worry about that anymore. We've done this so many times. There is always an adjustment period when he leaves and then again when he comes back but in our case absence makes the heart grow fonder. That's how it should be.