Living Alone

Ok, Aaron.  You can come home now!

Aaron left Saturday afternoon to go hunting.  It's only Thursday and I'm ready to have him back!  Unfortunately I don't think I'll see him until Sunday night or possibly Monday.  But I'm not just homesick for my husband, I have PROOF that I need him:

1.  STALKERS:  Saturday night I watched 48 HOURS.  BAD IDEA.   Those true stories are the worst -- if it happened to her, why couldn't it happen to me?  I was convinced that there was someone outside looking in at me.  It seems they JUST KNOW when my husband is out of town.  Needless to say I locked both locks on our front door, closed every set of blinds in the house and after turning out all the lights, I high-kneed it to the bedroom!
2.  MALNUTRITION:  I have no motivation to cook for just myself, so I haven't cooked an actual meal since he left.  I lived on leftovers for the first 3 days.  Yesterday night I had chicken for dinner.  Yes, one chicken breast, grilled.  That was it.  Possibility for tonight's dinner:  Chips and a PB&J -- Just as long as I don't have to cook!
3.  SLEEP DEPRIVATION:  I'm living like a zombie!  I stay up as late as possible because I don't want to have to go do bed alone; I stay up making flowers and headbands and more flowers.  It's starting to look like a little flower patch sprung up in the middle of my living room floor.  I've been just barely awake enough each morning to make the drive to and from work.  I told my co-worker that today instead of break time, we need nap time!

So if Aaron comes home to find me malnourished, faint, and crazy talking about men in the bushes, now he'll know why.  Shoulda' come home sooner, dear!