Another quiet evening. There's been a lot of those this week. And it's sad to have to keep rescheduling date nights. Actually, having to schedule them in the first place is sad when you're living with the person! Unpredictable schedules are tough.
I suppose it's good for me. It helps me to be more flexible. But it's hard when making plans to have that thought in the back of your mind that it may not actually happen, at least not as planned.
I do enjoy having some quiet time to myself. But I get bored. And lonely. And if it lasts for too long, depressed. I have to keep myself busy, not let my mind think sometimes.
I'm spoiled, I know. Times like these make me realize how lucky I am to have a husband who is amazing as mine. And that he has a job that he enjoys. Sorry for the melancholy post. I just had to get it down.
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