Spending the weekend alone
I know a few couples who live very independent lives even after marriage, but John and I have never been the type. We go everywhere together as a pair. Sometimes he even follows me to my club meetings during the evenings because there is free pizza so if he doesn't attend he has to figure out dinner on his own he is so sweet. Prior to getting married, we sort of had a long-distance type relationship where we saw each other only on the weekends (provided that both of us weren't busy with schoolwork). Being able to see each other everyday even after almost two years of marriage is STILL a treat! Perhaps I am just the clingy type. So, as you'd guess, I don't really know what to do when we're not together for the majority of the day. Like today.
John's in the bay right now as I write this entry and wouldn't be back till 10pm or so. The in-laws are finally moving into their newly remodeled home, so he's helping them however he can to get them settled in. Of course, he invited me to tag along, which I usually do, but this time round I had a set of assignments that I'm behind on so I decided against it. Not that the decision was easy, even if that's the most rational or obvious thing to do. I like spending weekends with him because during the weekdays he comes home late from work and aside from dinner, we don't usually talk or do much.
Just to clarify, I've spent days without him before lah, but that was when I visited my family alone and was so busy with all their errands that it's a far cry from spending time alone. What's worse is that we just bought a house that is already a little too big for two, let alone single me. I never realized how big rooms can feel so uncomfortable especially since I'm claustrophobic. But when you're alone, a big room can feel just as odd. Not suffocating, but kinda detached and eerily quiet.
That said, I actually managed to get a lot done! I got my homework out of the way (for the most part, I got stuck on some problems), cleaned the bathrooms, wiped down every single countertop/table surface and mirrors (we have a lot lol), conditioned the leather couch, cooked lunch and dinner, washed my makeup brushes (ugh, those are always a pain), and washed some clothes. I never knew I could be so productive in a day. It's not like I can't do all these things with John around, but I never did! I guess I spend my time lounging around when he's home instead of getting things done. Does that mean my husband is a distraction? Goodness. I mean, I've always *suspected* that he is the distracting type, but I feel today's higher than usual productivity level confirms my suspicions. Maybe I should spend more weekends at home alone?
Ok lah, not trying to speak badly of my husband since he is a very handy person and is very good at fixing a lot of stuff around the house, as well as doing work that requires a lot of physical exertion. As a very non-athletic or hands-on type, I don't know what I'd do without him. To be fair, I believe I am also the type that doesn't know how to enjoy myself and thus do a ton of things as distraction, like chores I suppose. I guess with him being the more entertaining type I just let myself get distracted by him (in a good way) so my productivity level appears to drop, when in reality I wasn't really trying to be all that productive. Hahahaha.
Anyway, still, spending a weekend alone is so...weird. I wonder if I should try it again? I kinda missed him all day. Ah, I really am super clingy but distance makes the heart grows fonder, right? Oh wait, he's home! I gotta go give him a hug now! YAY!
John's in the bay right now as I write this entry and wouldn't be back till 10pm or so. The in-laws are finally moving into their newly remodeled home, so he's helping them however he can to get them settled in. Of course, he invited me to tag along, which I usually do, but this time round I had a set of assignments that I'm behind on so I decided against it. Not that the decision was easy, even if that's the most rational or obvious thing to do. I like spending weekends with him because during the weekdays he comes home late from work and aside from dinner, we don't usually talk or do much.
Just to clarify, I've spent days without him before lah, but that was when I visited my family alone and was so busy with all their errands that it's a far cry from spending time alone. What's worse is that we just bought a house that is already a little too big for two, let alone single me. I never realized how big rooms can feel so uncomfortable especially since I'm claustrophobic. But when you're alone, a big room can feel just as odd. Not suffocating, but kinda detached and eerily quiet.
That said, I actually managed to get a lot done! I got my homework out of the way (for the most part, I got stuck on some problems), cleaned the bathrooms, wiped down every single countertop/table surface and mirrors (we have a lot lol), conditioned the leather couch, cooked lunch and dinner, washed my makeup brushes (ugh, those are always a pain), and washed some clothes. I never knew I could be so productive in a day. It's not like I can't do all these things with John around, but I never did! I guess I spend my time lounging around when he's home instead of getting things done. Does that mean my husband is a distraction? Goodness. I mean, I've always *suspected* that he is the distracting type, but I feel today's higher than usual productivity level confirms my suspicions. Maybe I should spend more weekends at home alone?
Ok lah, not trying to speak badly of my husband since he is a very handy person and is very good at fixing a lot of stuff around the house, as well as doing work that requires a lot of physical exertion. As a very non-athletic or hands-on type, I don't know what I'd do without him. To be fair, I believe I am also the type that doesn't know how to enjoy myself and thus do a ton of things as distraction, like chores I suppose. I guess with him being the more entertaining type I just let myself get distracted by him (in a good way) so my productivity level appears to drop, when in reality I wasn't really trying to be all that productive. Hahahaha.
Anyway, still, spending a weekend alone is so...weird. I wonder if I should try it again? I kinda missed him all day. Ah, I really am super clingy but distance makes the heart grows fonder, right? Oh wait, he's home! I gotta go give him a hug now! YAY!
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