Why I Love Love

[ninja_pencil]

Since Monday, I’ve had the apartment to myself while my wife is having a mega-needed vacation with her sister and sister’s granddaughter, following a year of hell. I was unable to get this week out of work, as I just had 2 weeks out, and much is happening right now. So brief background: I’m from England, my wife is from the US, and after we fell

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[eneit]

This is pretty cool to read, though. Nothing wrong with loving love. My mad Englishman gets equallly mopey if I'm gone overnight.

[ninja_pencil]

:D This is nice to hear too. I'm driving down there after work today, spending the last night at the cottage and then we're coming home tomorrow. The way I picture it, there will be some slow-motion soft-focus running along a beach when we reunite, as the clouds morph into the shape of a heart. Although the last time I ran in slow motion, NASA abducted me & brought me in for experiments.

[that6tall2girl]

I'm the other way around with my spouse. We've been together ten years (as of yesterday), and we're both very fond of each other's company. And yet, it doesn't have to be active company, merely proximity. We're both super independent, and sometimes I just need him to get the hell out of the house, so he'll go up to NY to visit friends. For the first two days, I'm totally feral and content. I get to eat vegetables for dinner, and play video games that make annoying repetitive noises. But then...some time after the first 48 hours...I start to miss him. And then I start to talk to the dog about how much I miss her father, and then I start to call him and leave lovey messages. And by the time he comes home, I'm all over him like white on rice and practically licking his face.

[ninja_pencil]

LMAO I *thought* I would be feral too, as you beautifully described it - this is why the extent of my funk took me by surprise!