By 7:30 this morning Guy was gone. I knew it would happen . He had to go back to work. He was here for a week and a half. We went to a lot of places to eat. That was nice because I don't eat out much when I am here alone. I went to places I had never been. And we watched TV together too.
It seems like I am just getting used to being alone when he gets off work again. Sometimes he gets off all of a sudden, sometimes he knows. Most of the time he doesn't even know until an hour before. You can never really plan anything.
We had made an appointment for him to go to the dentist today. That had to be canceled. We were at Kaiden's birthday party yesterday when his boss calls him and tells him to be there today. So last night was spent getting ready to leave early this morning. We did make an appointment to see a doctor he needs to see though later on this month and he will have to take off a few days for that.
Then when he leaves again I have to get used too it all over again being alone. It is hard the first day. Every day after that gets a little easier though. Until he comes back and it starts all over again. At least where he works he can text me or call me. Thank goodness for modern technology. There are lots of ways to communicate. Back in the day I don't know how anyone ever kept in touch. Especially when guys had to be out in the middle of no where like he is.
My ex used to work in the oil field and back then we didn't think about it like we do now. There were no cell phones or any way to communicate so we were just out of touch until work was over for the day. Kids that were teenagers had no way to keep in touch either. No cell phones or computers. My goodness how did we ever make it?
Today we just get online and we can find out anything and it keeps getting better and better. I have a lot to be grateful for. I am glad we found each other. I am glad we got ways to communicate. Glad I got someone to share things with. Glad I got something to look forward too when he does come home. So very grateful......
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