One week

Okay, so R had this big thing going on at work that kept him busy all week long. He was a little worried about how rushed it was and the lack of help, so he was pretty messed up all week long.

Anyway--he worked some seriously LONG hours and we didn't see each other for the ENTIRE week. I mean, NOT ONCE. We usually see each other 4 out of 7.

I know. Aren't you all wondering how we survived it? LMAO

Well, we did what we usually do --we IM'd--rambled on the phone to and from his jaunts to bring cars all around the fine state of roadkill and bbq.

We talk on the phone sometimes up to 8 hours just hanging out and watching TV.

Being the girlfriend I am, I never complained because really, what could he do? And I'm all about doing what you have to to make a buck. I'm also not a whiner. I know how to amuse myself and I'm not the kind of chick who demands you drop everything and run when something demanding is taking up your time. I swear, I ought to give classes on how to keep your man coming back for more. It's called, letting someone BREATHE. The more you do that, the less they can breathe without you. Forgetting I AM divorced, but the ex was a unique case of NEEDY. So he doesn't count. LOLLOL

I'm a firm believer in, the longer the leash, the shorter the stray--again, forgetting the unique case of NEEDY... LOLLOL

So we hadn't seen each other in a week and we finally got to hangout tonight.

This is the part where ya kinda realize, "Wow, I didn't just miss you. I missed you."

OY.

I mean, I knew I missed R, cuz mid-week I was sorta hankering for a snuggle or two. Oh, alright, a smooch too, maybe. We DO have the market on the kissing thing cornered. LOL

Nontheless, tonight, it hit me -- when we were saying goodbye and we had much trouble parting (it's always this way, but tonight had us smooching until I was like almost on the front stoop) -- just how much I'd missed him.

Like A LOT.

Crap.

I feel like the Titanic. Ya know, sunk?

LOLLOLLOLLOL

Dakota :)