Ugh, my eyes are so sore...
Yesterday at about 10pm I had to say goodbye to my Benzorz for the next 3 and a half months so he can go become a military machine somewhere in Missouri. Considering we've been together for about a year, and have lived together for about six months, it's really hard to be away from him. Shit, this is the first night since we moved into the apartment that I've had the bed to myself, and it just doesn't feel right.
But we certainly made good use of our last day. We made sure to wake up pretty early, about 10am or so, and there was tons of cuddling and other such mushiness. When we finally got ready, we drove over to the MoA and spent most of the day there. There was typical aimless wandering, then Panda Express deliciousness which was followed by equally scrumptious Coldstone ice cream (orange creamcicle + marshmallow + gummi bears = NOM). Whilst pondering whether or not to partake in a cinematic adventure, we stumbled upon one of those small photo booth things that spits out small picture strips and did that for a new experience*. Then there was more wandering and an unexpected session at the Oxygen Bar, which is always wonderful. Mmmm, flavored air.
Exhausted with the mall, we left and made a quick pit-stop at Target for a couple last minute toiletries before heading back to the apartment. Then Benzorz made all the sadface phonecalls to his family, whilst I listened along and dosed lightly with my head in his lap while he stroked my hair ( Ugh, I'm really shaggy and in desperate need of a cut). His family, especially his sisters, are rather chatty, so it took the better part of an hour.
Only after saying goodbye to everyone and hanging up did the tears start to flow. I thought I was doing so well having made it throughout the day without so much as a sniffle, then bam!, it was like something you'd call a plumber for. We just held eachother and cried it out until I had to drive him to his hotel. At some point in the flood I realized I probably wouldn't be up for work, which was in a couple hours, so Benzorz did the favor of calling my supervisor for me.
I'm not gonna get into the emotional torrent that happened in the hotel parking lot, just that it was excruciating to let him go. Since his hotel was actually right down the road from my parent's house, I drove there and was comforted by my puppies for a couple hours before finally going back to the apartment to collapse into soggy oblivion.
*sigh* It's going to be a long 14 weeks... :(
*Turns out it was a fantastic idea; I've been looking at them a lot since he left. Benzorz got a copy as well, which he immediately put in his wallet after carefully cutting them into individual pix so none of them would bend. <3
