Suffice to say, I feel crap.
Not physically of course...but mentally I'm just drained. Almost like I can't be bothered to get out of bed....in my brain, of course. I've showered. Ok, maybe not today. But I do remember showering recently.
I knew of course that there would be time between our wedding and my eventual move...time where I wouldn't live with my brand new husband. But to tell you the truth, I kindof thought it would be no big deal. I mean, if anyone is used to living separate from their loved one, it would be me and Pete. Right?
Well, I have to say....I was very wrong.
This sucks. And I don't mean in a "shucks this is inconvenient" kind of way. I mean in a "fuck, this blows" sort of way. Our honeymoon lasted all of three seconds, and now Pete is whisked all the way back to the other side of the globe (luckily missing the ash-in-the-sky catastrophe by a mere few hours) and I've never felt so alone. I find myself constantly checking down at my ring finger to assure myself that it really did happen. I didn't dream it all.
We were
But I did get out of bed. Yesterday. To fix some dinner.
I'll be fine. I'm just trying to wrap my head around having to wait so long. Pete keeps telling me that we will look back on this time in our early marriage and laugh. Personally, I'm highly doubting there will be any giggling. I'm thinking this blows and I'm sad.
If anyone needs me, I'll be on my bed crying and eating oreos.
1 comment:
I tried to call u, but no answer. I am sooooooooooooooooooo sorry that everything is taking sooooooooooooo long. What are you going to do about the visa thing, can you stay longer at your place? Did you cut your hair yet? When you do I want to see a pic. I hope that you are doing ok, call me when you can but not late at night, before 9 pm. Miss and love you and can't wait to see u in england!
danielle
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