My hubby has been traveling a lot lately. This week he was gone 2 nights. Granted one of those nights he left at 10pm, but still, I slept alone!
Anyway, I’ve discovered I act a little differently when I know he’s not going to be home. For one, I’m messier. I try and I try to be neat and clean and put stuff away after I use it. I just can’t. It’s just not me. It would stress me out to be clean all the time. Last night I got undressed for bed and left my clothes in the middle of the bathroom floor. And they are still there. If my dh was home, I’d at least move them to the corner of the bathroom, so he could walk through!
I also don’t eat. Now, don’t get me wrong, I can eat with the best of them. Maybe even better than some. Bro. Jim always said I could put away more than most men he knows. Yesterday I made blueberry muffins. From scratch. With real blueberries. For dinner. And I ate about 6. I just don’t like to cook a meal for little old me. I always cook for Lydia, but usually cook something different because of her vegetarian tendencies…plus, I seem to do a little healthier for her than I do for me! But ugh, by the time I’ve done that there’s no way I’m going to cook an entree for me!
I’ve been spending a lot of time online. I’m caught up on my blogs and my playgroup. I even updated Lydia’s blog twice!
I’ve read some books–my new devotional which I do like and I’ll post about later. I’m also reading The Elevator by Angela Hunt. I got it via paperbackswap.com. Cha-ching!
I go to bed late. Last night I thought I’d go to bed early and then got 6 emails in my inbox, so I stayed up and replied to those and waited for them to reply. Putting me to bed at 10 and readig till 11. And Lydia got up at 6:30. What in the world?! I didn’t get her up until 7:30. She was fine. Just talking away.
I forget the laundry. Last night I ran downstairs to our spooky old basement to change the clothes over. Then I saw that I hadn’t put a new load in the washing machine. I must have known I would forget about them. Go me!
I like my alone time. But I’ll like it when my hubby gets home more!
Amanda, here again we are so alike! I hate to clean, too, for the same reasons as you. It stresses me out big time to feel I *have* to do it when there’s so many more worthwhile things to do. I know for some people it’s therapeutic and they feel like they absolutely must or they’d go crazy, but I’m completely opposite. And the clothes on the floor thing — DITTO!!! Even the food thing I relate to! How hilarious. I just love it.
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Matt was gone to California for about two months on a work related trip several years ago. I had a garage sale, sold all our furniture… bought all new! He came home and didn’t recognize it at all :o) I even redid our bedroom furniture, bedding, curtains. It was so much fun. I literally shopped til I dropped. I let the kids sleep in my big king sized bed and we watched tv until way too late, slept in even later. The main thing that bothered me about his absence was when I heard a noise I had to investigate rather than say, “Matt, go see what that noise is.” The basement would creep me out too.
My husband travels infrequently and when he is gone there are things I do (and don’t do) too. I don’t cook for one thing. I have mac n cheese for the kids and I’ve been known to dig in myself. Or I’ll get tv dinners (gasp!). I don’t like cooking, so any excuse to not do so is quickly snatched up! 🙂 Bedtime gets later for me too. I think I put it off ’cause when the lights go off and I’m in bed alone I get a little freaked out. That means I pray a lot more too! 🙂
Cleaning is not my strong suit either:( YUCK!
Yeah, I’m like that, too. EXCEPT I’m like you are when your dh is gone… when HH is here. I’m even worse when he’s gone!
That’s so funny cause I can totally relate. I am way messier when hubby is away!
My hubby travels too and I tend to get more done when he’s gone! He works from home and actually has a lot of free time so it’s hard for me to be cleaning the house, etc. when he’s goofing off. I do better when he’s gone working so that way I work too! But I do like it better when he gets back. I just don’t sleep well at night when he’s gone.
That makes me feel so much better that you would be a little messier if you were single! I always feel so messy compared to my married friends! Maybe there is hope for this messy girl yet!
Welcome to my world!
I think my worst would definitely come out if I lived alone!
Besides that, Hurray for blueberry muffin bakers!
Things are definitely NOT the same when hubby is out! 🙂 Fun read!! Can you tell I am catching up?? heehee
I found your blog through Miss Val. And when I read this entry, I just want to commiserate! My hubby is in Chi-town until Wednesday. I hate it when he goes. I’m always meaner before he leaves, because I’m sad he’s going and I don’t want him to know I’m sad, so I’m just mean. I hate cleaning… so boring. I’d love to higher a housekeeper to keep up with it all, because I’m just not good at it. And the eating thing… I have 2 children to provide for and one on the way, but do I feel like cooking when he isn’t with me? NO. I say kudos to you for baking! I don’t even think I could do that! Wednesday afternoon can NOT get here soon enough for me!!!
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