Thursday, April 14, 2011


On any given day, I could be the world's most independent person or more needy than an infant. My moods fluctuate by the minute, often without any specific rhyme or reason.

Today has been one of those days. I think it's because the routine of working, going straight to school, then doing homework in the little spare time I find has finally caught up with me. Monday through Thursday I spend an average of probably 8 waking hours with Jon. Total. Now that he's working at Men's Wearhouse, I see him even less on weekends. This weekend, he works all three days. I will hardly get to see him. That's awful. That's isolating.

So when I got into work this morning I found myself on the brink of tears. Not because I had failed to meet a deadline or bombed a test. But because I just felt lonely. I needed something but I couldn't put my finger on it. Thankfully, today was Jon's day off of work AND school (a rarity) so he dropped everything to drive to Cleveland to have lunch with me.

My loving response? Anger. Frustration. Lots and lots of yelling at my fellow drivers (and the GPS). Cleveland can be a tricky city to navigate. And it wore down the little bit of patience I had left.

Luckily, Jon knows what a crabby pants I can be when my blood sugar is low, so he took it all in stride. We had lunch at this delicious (and adorable!) Thai restaurant called Banana Blossom. As soon as I had a couple of steamed dumplings in my belly I was a perfect lady. So loving and affectionate with my husband. Funny what a little bit of this:
 and this:
and this:
will do for the soul.

1 comment:

  1. Yay for the times when our men take our emotions in stride. So grateful for my man too. :)