- We got wasted and danced all night long
- My first time drinking in downtown San Diego
- Really good Chili cheese omelet
- Heading to the beach for a birthday celebration and the husband is going golfing with his buddies
Do you remember what you did last Wednesday or two weeks ago Sunday? I can’t tell you what I did two days ago without some thought. I would like to know where my time goes and how I choose to spend my days. For the next month (at least) I’m going to challenge myself to write once a day about two things that I have done that day. I’m doing this so I can look back and smile about my memories or maybe decide that I’m not nearly as productive as I wish I was. I challenge you to try this as well! :)
He’s gone again for two weeks. It’s only the first day though. I hate thinking about eight months next year. I was upset at myself this morning because I haven’t been doing anything but instigating arguments with him since yesterday. I physically and emotionally distanced myself knowing that I would hate myself for it later. Sure enough, this morning after dropping him off I regretted not sitting closer on the couch, not laughing at his jokes and not reaching for him. I guess I thought that maybe if we weren’t getting along then it would be easier to say goodbye. It wasn’t. Thankfully I have an amazing husband. He came back home with a borrowed car just to comfort me.