So the wifey gets back on Monday. Honestly, as cheesy as it sounds, it’ll be great to see her. It was only 19 days but it sure sucked anyway. We used to spend up to 3 months apart between visits when we were dating, so I didn’t expect it to affect me as much. But it did. No I didn’t spend my nights crying like a panty. But sitting alone at nights watching crappy TV eating microwave burritos gets old really fast.
Yeah, “learn to cook Raph” is what I keep reminding myself. I’ll put it on my bucket list. Some people have all these HUGE ambitions on their list of things to do before they die. I have “learn how to cook a really good steak” as one of my items.
I dream big.