This past weekend Trevor and his friends left their women folk at home for some quality guy time. They stayed in a cabin up in Snoqualmie. They hiked, went rafting, golfed, played games and most importantly, had their fantasy football draft.
It was the first time, since we have been married, that we have spent a night apart. I wasn't prepared for how his lack of presence at night would affect me.
I do not like it.
I tossed.
I turned.
I slept with the bathroom light on.
I was completely paranoid that a murderer or worse, a spider, would break in and I wouldn't be able to get a hold of him because he didn't have cell phone service!
Not to mention what could be happening to him....
impalement.
loss of limbs.
you know normal stuff that could happen while playing a game of Risk.
By night two I was doing a little better...but I'm happy my husband is home.
I'm so glad that you both survived!
ReplyDeleteThat's also pretty awesome that you went 11+ months without a night apart! Definitely would make it hard/weird/foreign to not be sharing a bed at night with him then. Get some good snuggling in now to make up for it! ; )