Scott has been gone for 10 days and will be gone for another 14.
I am discovering that I do not function well as a single person in my house. The animals are getting food and water, and Buster gets let out to do his duties, but I have been slack about pretty much everything else.
If it can't be done from the couch or the bed, I probably haven't done it. The bills are paid (online), but I haven't put the garbage out, done laundry, cleaned the catbox, skunk or hamster cage, and only done one round of dishes because I was out of silverware.
I'm so unmotivated with him gone that I'm barely eating. I don't want to cook for just me, that's depressing, but it's equally depressing to go out to eat by myself.
I've gone to Denny's when I can convince Steph and Nick to go, and I manage to eat while I'm at work because there are other people there.
The plants have lived only because it has rained every other day since I've been back.
Stinkerbell misses snuggling her Daddy on the couch and Minx won't even sleep on the bed since he's been gone.
Today Nick and Steph dragged me to the beach (I was still in bed when they came and pounded on the front door). We went off Geiger Key and had a bit of an adventure walk to get to where we were going. Ideally we wanted to do a bit of snorkeling, but the water is so churned up from Gustav going past that it looks like someone dumped a tanker full of Yoo-Hoo off shore.
Here's some beautiful stuff I saw today - please pardon the smudge on the lens that I didn't realize was there until I uploaded this evening...
This is the front of a house of sorts that has been constructed from driftwood and other treasures washed ashore.
A side door leading on down the beach...
A view of some of the "inside"...
One of hundreds of crabs that scurried out of our way as we approached...
We had to traverse several interesting bits of moving water and finally a downed power pole...
But the views were well worth it!
We found lots of baby sea urchins...
snails...
some washed-up sponges...
one of which another small crab was using as his private swimming hole...
6 comments:
gorgeous photos. My husband works all day on Saturdays, and I never want to cook when he is at work.
They say long-long treasure often washes up on beaches in the aftermath of massive storms. You may have stepped on a sandy doubloon and not even known it! But as it is, you got some good shit to gawk at.
Neat pictures! I plan to accomplish lots when my hubs is out of town, and then I....watch tv.
What a cool driftwood house.
After I'd been married a while, I revelled in my single times. Not becuase I didn't likehavingmy husband around, but becuase I craved soem time alone. Actually I should amend that - it was after I had had kids a while!
As much as I hate being away from you--it's good to know the barn misses me. Its even better to know that you do. I function well on my own--a skill I learned from being overseas so many times. Its great to indulge every "taco bell and Everquest" night that I chose--but all I really want is you. These are the blessed times where we are reminded that, apart, we are only half of the people we are now. How I could ever stay away from you for any length of time is beyond me. Stay tough... Daddy will be home soon.
Great blog youu have
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