My other half left this morning on an all guys hockey trip out of Province. I am so jealous that his hobbies take him on long road trips and even up, up and away to NFLD. I was never to (to? at? in? on?) NFLD but I hope to visit someday. Hopefully G will take lots of pictures and be on his best behaviour so he can actually tell me about the trip, rather than it being a beer induced, foggy memory.
When he told me a while back that he was going on this super fun long weekend with a bunch of guys I wanted to sook and make him feel bad about it. Why? Because that's what a girl does when she is needy and hates being apart from her man, duh! Then I remembered my fun long weekend with Vickie, Matt and Matt's boyfriend in Toronto for PRIDE. He didn't try to discourage me from wanting to go so I decided to be excited for him and show that by saying, "Oh awesome, you're going to have so much fun!" Aren't I sweet? If you're wondering why I had to choose to be excited, just know that we do everything together and I panic a little when I learn that he's going somewhere to have lots of fun without me.
With that being said, I take pride in being a girlfriend that doesn't hold him back. I do admit to being sooky when he decides to exclude me from plans, I do hammer it into his head that he must check in from time to time and I tend to send him a few too many texts... But who doesn't? I couldn't imagine not caring.
Really though, I love my girl time and alone time just as much and believe it or not, I have been looking forward to this weekend. What will I do, you ask? If I don't get tempted by friends to go out and do something fun, or if the couch doesn't tempt me to lay on it all weekend, I hope to clean and bake. I know, I suck. What's my age again? You would understand if you saw my laundry room floor and the layer of saw dust on every surface that our new flooring project left behind.
If I reward myself with a bubble bath, a bottle of wine, a chick flick and a much needed Skype date with my cousin Matt, the weekend should be very good. So good that I forget about my man bar hopping on George Street? I don't know about that one...
Here's to hoping that Sunday I am posting photos of my clean house and a healthy certain someone comes home and notices all I have done! :)