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I am lame.

I've made it an entire month without explicitly sending a "dammit I miss you" text to The Man who went away, and then I go and send one tonight. And why do I send it? Because I drank a glass of wine too quickly, and I keep thinking he'll be happy to hear some things are slightly better at work, and omg #4 (same age as his daughter; both G&T kids) is I the county-wide spelling bee in two weeks, and those are the sorts of things that made all the other stuff work so well.

It isn't just the fabulous origami-sex and curling up in bed with beer and cheap pizza that I miss... Ohhh no... It's the stupid tangled up under the covers, talking about life, and hopes, and dreams crap that's killing me. :rolleyes:

Sigh
 
I am lame.

I've made it an entire month without explicitly sending a "dammit I miss you" text to The Man who went away, and then I go and send one tonight. And why do I send it? Because I drank a glass of wine too quickly, and I keep thinking he'll be happy to hear some things are slightly better at work, and omg #4 (same age as his daughter; both G&T kids) is I the county-wide spelling bee in two weeks.

It isn't just the fabulous origami-sex and curling up in bed with beer and cheap pizza that I miss... Ohhh no... It's the stupid tangled up under the covers, talking about life, and hopes, and dreams crap that's killing me. :rolleyes:

Sigh.

You're not lame, Cutie. You miss him. It's natural. :heart:
 
I am lame.

I've made it an entire month without explicitly sending a "dammit I miss you" text to The Man who went away, and then I go and send one tonight.

WTF is wrong with that? Is this some kind of game? Some kind of deal based on dishonesty?
 
WTF is wrong with that? Is this some kind of game? Some kind of deal based on dishonesty?

No... I just hate the emo-child roller coaster that happens when things end. I want to be this calm, logical person who understands everything and adjusts accordingly. Instead, I get more emotional than is good for me, and end up all wallow-y and ewww. :rolleyes:

(Yes, I know it's normal, but it doesn't mean I have to like it. ;) )
 
No... I just hate the emo-child roller coaster that happens when things end. I want to be this calm, logical person who understands everything and adjusts accordingly. Instead, I get more emotional than is good for me, and end up all wallow-y and ewww. :rolleyes:

(Yes, I know it's normal, but it doesn't mean I have to like it. ;) )


I get this completely. My brain can be all adult about a change in a situation but then my illogical emotions take over and sometimes even as I am able to see them as it is happening as illogical, even detrimental emotions I seems to be powerless to stop their effect on me.

I don't like it at all, in fact I hate it.
 
Mostly moved now. My legs/butt/back HURT!!! But, only a few odds and ends and cleaning to do at the old place...that and find someone to live there!! I hope I find someone before rent is due :(
 
Blegh. I'm on one of those creative kicks where I'm just on fire with ideas, all day, all the time, except I can't seem to find the right words to write them properly. And when I finally do get a sentence going, invariably one of my spawn cries. So my notes file has gotten huge, but my actual story progress is slim to none. That's... useful.
 
Saw each other for the first time in nearly 3 weeks this weekend just gone. We both felt like it had been MONTHS. The sex felt like coming home.
 
Desk all tidy and ready to get things done. Now if I could just find my awol motivation. Sometimes working from a home office is way too distracting.
 
Hmm, that is not what I wanted at all, but I guess I need to just trust that it was what I needed and the fog will clear soon. I have to admit that it has left me with a bit of summer sidewalk warmed melancholy stuck to my shoes, though.
 
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I really shouldn't talk politics with him. Or with anyone for that matter.

The result is scary as hell.
 
Desk all tidy and ready to get things done. Now if I could just find my awol motivation. Sometimes working from a home office is way too distracting.

Unfortunately, for me anyway, that malady is not exclusive to the home office.
 
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