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Mar. 27th, 2005 06:36 pmDustin should be on his way to Texas now. :-(
Up until now, the longest time we've been apart since he moved to Atlanta was four days. Now it'll be three weeks. In the nearly two years we've been together, we've *never* been apart this long, even when we were living 300 miles away from each other.
I wish we had more time to spend together before he left. We didn't know he would going to Texas until Friday night, once he was already at work. He worked until Saturday morning, then went to his boss' house, and didn't get home till 11:00 a.m. Saturday. He made me stay in the bedroom while he set up a surprise for me. :-) When he let me come out, there were roses spread all over the dinner table, 3 boxes of Cadbury eggs, 3 boxes of Peeps, and 3 boxes of cookies, one for each week he'll be gone. It was sweet, though I'll end up sharing the sweets with friends at school (too much sugar!). Then he had to leave to get his eyes examined and his hair cut. He ran out of contacts and needed more before he left. Of course the eye doctor gave him a perscription for Acuvue Advance, contacts that are so new *nobody* in Metro-Atlanta has them. Dustin had to go to Lenox to get the contacts. So that was a big waste of precious time together-he came back five hours later.
He gave me my second (out of three) surprises once he got back, which is a special edition DVD of Monty P and the Holy Grail. Yea! My video has been watched so many times it's a little fuzzy, so now I have the DVD with extra features!
We went to Olive Garden last night for dinner, which was nice. Afterwards we went back to my house to lay on the trampoline for awhile. Then I spent two hours packing for him (he'd forget something if he did it himself) while he did some stuff on the computer. This morning we slept in, then finished packing and went to the farm for lunch. After the farm, we took public transit (MARTA, it's smarta) to the airport.
Ewww. I'm watching the news and President Bush was at Ft. Hood today. That's where Dustin will be. Gross.
The airport goodbye was horrible. It's always glorified and romantic in the movies. Not so much in real life. I kept on randomly bursting into tears. It's his first time ever flying, so I was kinda worried about him having to navigate himself through the airport but his coworker showed up, so that's good. Blah.
I just wish we had more time to spend together before he left. He's been working the night shift this past week, and he'd stay late at work (instead of leaving at 6:30 a.m., he'd leave a few hours (or five hours) later. When he's home, he's been sleeping and I've been in class. So we haven't spent much time together this past week, and it made it worse when he was suddenly told Friday night "Hey, you're leaving Sunday". Thanks for the warning, eh? Yesterday was spent running last minute errands, so...blah.
The apartment is lonely. I've become so dependent that I don't know how I'm going to get through not seeing him for three weeks. Had someone told me three years ago I'd be this upset over missing my boyfriend for three weeks, I'd laugh at them. I've always been pretty independent and stubborn. When it comes to this, though...I'm a wreck.
Up until now, the longest time we've been apart since he moved to Atlanta was four days. Now it'll be three weeks. In the nearly two years we've been together, we've *never* been apart this long, even when we were living 300 miles away from each other.
I wish we had more time to spend together before he left. We didn't know he would going to Texas until Friday night, once he was already at work. He worked until Saturday morning, then went to his boss' house, and didn't get home till 11:00 a.m. Saturday. He made me stay in the bedroom while he set up a surprise for me. :-) When he let me come out, there were roses spread all over the dinner table, 3 boxes of Cadbury eggs, 3 boxes of Peeps, and 3 boxes of cookies, one for each week he'll be gone. It was sweet, though I'll end up sharing the sweets with friends at school (too much sugar!). Then he had to leave to get his eyes examined and his hair cut. He ran out of contacts and needed more before he left. Of course the eye doctor gave him a perscription for Acuvue Advance, contacts that are so new *nobody* in Metro-Atlanta has them. Dustin had to go to Lenox to get the contacts. So that was a big waste of precious time together-he came back five hours later.
He gave me my second (out of three) surprises once he got back, which is a special edition DVD of Monty P and the Holy Grail. Yea! My video has been watched so many times it's a little fuzzy, so now I have the DVD with extra features!
We went to Olive Garden last night for dinner, which was nice. Afterwards we went back to my house to lay on the trampoline for awhile. Then I spent two hours packing for him (he'd forget something if he did it himself) while he did some stuff on the computer. This morning we slept in, then finished packing and went to the farm for lunch. After the farm, we took public transit (MARTA, it's smarta) to the airport.
Ewww. I'm watching the news and President Bush was at Ft. Hood today. That's where Dustin will be. Gross.
The airport goodbye was horrible. It's always glorified and romantic in the movies. Not so much in real life. I kept on randomly bursting into tears. It's his first time ever flying, so I was kinda worried about him having to navigate himself through the airport but his coworker showed up, so that's good. Blah.
I just wish we had more time to spend together before he left. He's been working the night shift this past week, and he'd stay late at work (instead of leaving at 6:30 a.m., he'd leave a few hours (or five hours) later. When he's home, he's been sleeping and I've been in class. So we haven't spent much time together this past week, and it made it worse when he was suddenly told Friday night "Hey, you're leaving Sunday". Thanks for the warning, eh? Yesterday was spent running last minute errands, so...blah.
The apartment is lonely. I've become so dependent that I don't know how I'm going to get through not seeing him for three weeks. Had someone told me three years ago I'd be this upset over missing my boyfriend for three weeks, I'd laugh at them. I've always been pretty independent and stubborn. When it comes to this, though...I'm a wreck.
