Saturday, August 22, 2009

Mushy love stuff.

Fiancee is out of town this week traveling for business.

Leaving lil 'ol me to fend for myself. (Ha!)

Seriously, though.

While he's out galavanting with co-workers at a national conference, I'm coming home to an empty house, making dinner for one and sleeping by myself.

In all my solitude, I can't help but wonder, "How did I ever do this alone?"

I've always been independent. Just ask my friends. They'll say, "She's the one with that 'I don't need no man' attitude."

I was the girl who cringed when another woman outed her co-dependence. Especially after a breakup or a big fight. "I just can't do anything without him," she'd say, all sad and pity-faced.

Disgusted, I'd think to myself, "That sorry waste of flesh. She's the reason women have struggled for equality all these years."

(Sad, I know.)

So I guess Karma's taking its turn with me. Because I've morphed into that person. Ugh.

(Thanks, Karma.)

To all the women out there, those I wished those horrible thoughts, my apologies.

Because it's like I'm walking around with one shoe, and at any minute, I'm going to fall and he won't be there to catch me.

I'm absolutely head over heels, madly in love. I never knew a love like this existed. I never knew I could miss him like this.

Fiancee will be home tomorrow. I can't wait to be in his arms, leaning in to kiss his amazingly-soft, scrumptious lips.

I can't wait.

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