from the airport tomorrow morning!

WOO HOO! :-D

Last I heard, his trip was going well. (Although, he had to send me an email, as he and his phone parted company in Seattle. Gah! It’s just like the first time I turned up at his place!)

One very-excited sleep to go!

I’m so excited! :-D

Planning for Matty to make a quick visit here in July. Won’t be nearly long enough, but any time is great and I can’t wait to see him!

:-D

We have planned to have a day together on the 12th of each month! Each of us are schedualing ourselves off work on this day to spend together. 12 June is the 1st day for this :) I cant wait!

today.

we slept in, went for a morning walk, visited a cemetary, hung out at his work with a friend, got our eyebrows shaped and watched a movie.

it was a good day :)

we will have to work out a schedual to do things together

I’ve decided to try to get homework and other obligations out of the way before he gets home – we hardly see each other throughout the week because we’re at work and school, and when we do I’m always wrapped up in something – boring.

We’d designated this year as ‘go with the flow’, because we knew a lot of things would be out of our control. (In the hands of bureaucracy, mostly.) This attitude has helped to keep everything in some sort of perspective and, particularly for me, has served as a reminder that there’s always another option.

Doesn’t make it any less sucky, though, when we have to delay our plans to see each other. All rationale and practicalities aside, it’s miserable to be parted for so long. But, I keep reminding myself, and we keep reminding each other, that it’s not for much longer; there is the light at the end of the tunnel.

Although, at least this time it didn’t feel like we were losing a limb as we tried to rip a plaster off.

Tuesday, we said our goodbyes at Heathrow. Tuesday night, I moped around the house.

Wednesday I was back to work… and straight into a full-on, non-stop clinic day. Which was good, because it kept me busy. By the end of the day I was exhausted. That night, I was both mopey and tired.

Thursday started off exhausted, because I didn’t sleep much on Wednesday night. Talking to Matty after work helped to perk me up a bit, but that night I was mostly too tired to be mopey.

Friday… still exhausted. Again, I’d had a night with not much sleep. The day dragged on and on. When I got home, the first thing I did was crawl into bed. I snoozed for an hour or so, then indulged in sharing take-away curry, a bottle of Shiraz, some funky folk music and a good chat with my house-mate, L. Off to bed at a reasonable-ish hour.

This morning, I woke up at seven… then lolled around in bed for a long time. I think that did me good. It gave me a chance to put things in perspective. In truth, it’s not so bad. We just spent a wonderful two weeks together. It won’t be too long until I see him again, and our long-distance days should be done by the end of this year. That’s not so long to wait, in the scheme of things.

he’s in San Francisco airport. Probably sitting in the departure lounge, waiting to board the plane for the second leg of his journey. (Hopefully not climbing the walls.)

Which means that he’s just under eleven hours away from landing… and in a little over that, I’ll be seeing him! Best I go to bed now, so that I’m alert enough for the drive to Heathrow.

:-D

_{Although, it may take me a little while to get off to sleep… thanks to the spidey I had to deal with a few moments ago. Ick.}