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Dec. 1st, 2007 11:07 pmI hate people.
My husband has been out of town for over three weeks. Before that he was going back and forth to Iowa every few days and I hardly saw him. I thought after my inital few days of freak-out I was fine. Today it caught up with me. I try to keep myself distracted, so I've been playing a lot of puzzle pirates online. It's an innocent diversion, has nothing to do with real life. Ought to be relaxing, right? No. I can't escape the assholes. It's like they follow me. I neded up cussing out a sixty other players, logging off, and crying for half an hour. Now I'm journaling and working my way through a box of pudding pops. And the hubby won't be home till Christmas at the earliest. How the hell am I going to get through another 3 weeks of this? He doesn't even have much time to call and talk to me and when he does, we always get interrupted by some pressing issue on his end or else we have nothing to say to eachother.
This. Sucks.
My husband has been out of town for over three weeks. Before that he was going back and forth to Iowa every few days and I hardly saw him. I thought after my inital few days of freak-out I was fine. Today it caught up with me. I try to keep myself distracted, so I've been playing a lot of puzzle pirates online. It's an innocent diversion, has nothing to do with real life. Ought to be relaxing, right? No. I can't escape the assholes. It's like they follow me. I neded up cussing out a sixty other players, logging off, and crying for half an hour. Now I'm journaling and working my way through a box of pudding pops. And the hubby won't be home till Christmas at the earliest. How the hell am I going to get through another 3 weeks of this? He doesn't even have much time to call and talk to me and when he does, we always get interrupted by some pressing issue on his end or else we have nothing to say to eachother.
This. Sucks.