So, my solo time this summer is rapidly coming to an end. Can you believe it has almost been three months since my husband left for his assignment abroad?! It started out slow, but after a couple weeks I had totally adapted and dare I say… even started having fun.
That doesn’t mean I didn’t miss him. I did. I just had a lot more time to do whatever.I.wanted. That is a powerful thing.
No more sharing of the tv; if I wanted to have a three hour marathon of watching the Food Network or Cooking Channel there was no one to stop me. No more making dinners when I didn’t feel like it; oatmeal for me, yay! I could bake all day on Saturdays.
Mostly, the time alone forced me to entertain myself and get back in touch with an element of independence I had lost. I think you can…
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