Tiggers are wonderful things
Yeah, so don't ask me what the subject line is about because in all honesty I won't be able to tell you. :)
Sorry about the absence. Real life can suck and take away all your internet access for a week, causing severe cases of the shakes. But now I have a few days off, though I do have to go into the office (ew, offices) for training later this week, so I will be sure to bore you all with the nothing that I am doing this week. Now, this might cause some jealousy in a few of you, but you should know that when I go on assignment I work 60-80 hours a week (or more, if the days are longer), 7 days a week. There are no "weekends" when I am on an assignment.
Being on the road for two weeks illuminated something I did not know about myself. As independent and strong-willed (well, hard-headed is really a better term) as I am, I will apparently become depressed when deprived of my husband for long periods of time. This may not seem like much of an observation to you, but to me it was quite the discovery. While I love my husband to pieces, he can sometimes be too clingy, which drives me crazy. Turns out, though, that I need him as much as he needs me. I'm pretty sure all the work I did in Cape Cod, MA is seriously crap because I was so depressed. Though I am sure the rain-soaked remnants of Ophelia did nothing to lighten my mood. But I digress.
While I am not a believer in the "one person out there for everyone" crap, nor am I into the "soul mates" line, I do believe that there are people out there who compliment a person so completely that it makes total sense for them to be friends/lovers/spouses. And I think Aaron is that for me, so being deprived of him is like missing...well, not a part of my soul, necessarily, that's too extreme. More like a part of my brain. Really. When he's around, he does all the things I can't, like time-management and logistics and keeping me from running into walls. And I do all the things that he can't, like cook and notice the caterpillars on the ground before he steps on them. Our relationship acts in very much the same way as the relationship between the right and left halves of the brain. And we do love each other, but it isn't the kind of jealous, possessive love that many people feel with their spouse or significant other or "soul mate" or whatever.
Do other people operate this way?
Sorry about the absence. Real life can suck and take away all your internet access for a week, causing severe cases of the shakes. But now I have a few days off, though I do have to go into the office (ew, offices) for training later this week, so I will be sure to bore you all with the nothing that I am doing this week. Now, this might cause some jealousy in a few of you, but you should know that when I go on assignment I work 60-80 hours a week (or more, if the days are longer), 7 days a week. There are no "weekends" when I am on an assignment.
Being on the road for two weeks illuminated something I did not know about myself. As independent and strong-willed (well, hard-headed is really a better term) as I am, I will apparently become depressed when deprived of my husband for long periods of time. This may not seem like much of an observation to you, but to me it was quite the discovery. While I love my husband to pieces, he can sometimes be too clingy, which drives me crazy. Turns out, though, that I need him as much as he needs me. I'm pretty sure all the work I did in Cape Cod, MA is seriously crap because I was so depressed. Though I am sure the rain-soaked remnants of Ophelia did nothing to lighten my mood. But I digress.
While I am not a believer in the "one person out there for everyone" crap, nor am I into the "soul mates" line, I do believe that there are people out there who compliment a person so completely that it makes total sense for them to be friends/lovers/spouses. And I think Aaron is that for me, so being deprived of him is like missing...well, not a part of my soul, necessarily, that's too extreme. More like a part of my brain. Really. When he's around, he does all the things I can't, like time-management and logistics and keeping me from running into walls. And I do all the things that he can't, like cook and notice the caterpillars on the ground before he steps on them. Our relationship acts in very much the same way as the relationship between the right and left halves of the brain. And we do love each other, but it isn't the kind of jealous, possessive love that many people feel with their spouse or significant other or "soul mate" or whatever.
Do other people operate this way?