I’m married, but my sleeping partner is a 10-pound miniature pinscher. My husband lives, but I do laundry, vacuum, and make the bed alone. I have a life partner, but I cook dinner for myself. No, we’re not separated or having marital issues … Jason has begun traveling for his work.
Last week, this week, and next week it will happen again: Jason is gone Monday through Friday with his national sales manager job. I knew it was coming. I’ve accepted it. And it’s fine. For now (but I’m not going to deal with this long term).
Jason has been excited about the chance to fly around, see new cities, stay in nice hotels, and meet other insurance people. I’m sure it beats his old cubicle! He’s already seen New Orleans, Kansas City, Birmingham, and more. I love traveling so I wish I could go along with him and explore while he works. But my job is here in Houston and someone has to watch after the dog.
My brother figured I was dealing with the distance well because dad was constantly gone flying airplanes for Delta as we grew up. That might be part of it. More so, I credit the fact that for two years Jason and I dated long-distance. Our relationship was built on phone conversations. Jason said on the phone last week that it felt like we were dating again.
Of course I prefer for him to be home. But I’m okay for now. I’m getting a lot accomplished, and I’ve been bonding with the dog. I imagine after a few more months of this I’ll grow tired of it and want my man home with me. We’ll see.
So here’s an open question: How do you cope when your husband is away? Do you love the alone time or do you miss him terribly? Do either of you do something sweet for each other? How do you end up spending your evenings?
David has been on several business trips and I quite enjoy the time alone. I usually spend it catching up or trying to get ahead on school work. I try to spend a little extra time working out. It’s always nice to see each other after the trip though.