I realized the other day, that I don't do this all the time. It's a deployment thing. I don't know if it's because I'm too self-conscious to completely let loose like that in front of my husband, or maybe I'm worried he'll be annoyed with the loud music. I've never given it enough thought to know why. But it got me thinking. Are there other things I'll miss when he comes home? Am I even allowed to miss anything about this temporary husbandless existence of mine?
It's strange trying to think about that. My inner-self splits into two personalities. One is the loving wife, do-anything-for-your-marriage-and-life-is-miserable-without-him side, and the other is my feminist, you-don't-need-a-man-to-complete-you (add a snap and body roll to that) side. The feminist tries to think of things I've enjoyed while he was gone, and the loving wife side jumps in and stops those thoughts saying, "It doesn't matter!!!" or "You just did that to pass the time while he was away!!"
It's an odd conflict, and I'm not sure either side ever wins. Probably because they both are a part of me. However, I think I will let the feminist have her day, and make my list. But to pacify the loving wife, I'll add the disclosure that I'd trade the entire list right now for even just snuggling on the couch with my husband, watching football that I'm sort of paying attention to. Wait- make that college basketball. Football season is over. I forgot. Obviously he's been gone awhile. ESPN.com and Cougarboard aren't even on our google chrome most visited pages list anymore!!! They have been replaced with Pinterest, Facebook, Amazon, and the Royal Caribbean Cruise Lines page.
1. Online shopping. I do, of course, still buy things when he's home, but when he's gone I have the "I'm lonely so I'm sending myself a package" excuse. It's a fabulous excuse, even if half the wearable things get returned because it turns out I don't look as much like the model as I thought I did.
2. Fast Food. I cook well when I have a husband to eat it. Otherwise, I'm not ashamed to admit fast food happens a lot. Enough for my 4 year old to sigh with happiness and say, "I love drive-thru's!" It's too frustrating cooking for myself and 3 minis. Unless it's pancakes, waffles, one of the many forms of hot dogs (hot dogs, corn dogs, pigs in a blanket, chili dogs, hot dogs cut up with beans) or frozen chicken nuggets, someone wont eat it. Healthy meals I either have to eat myself for a week (because I don't know how to cut my family recipes down) or end up throwing it out. Both are not ideal. So fast food and pizza have been our friends. Don't judge 'till you've walked the 4 month mile. Or the two month mile, times 7.
3. The sewing bug. I've caught it a few times this deployment, and have made several satisfying projects that make me want to smile, snap a picture, post it somewhere and proclaim, "Yeah, I made that!". It's not so satisfying however staying up late trying to finish something, while my husband is in bed wondering when sewing became more attractive than him. When he's gone however, I can stay up 'till 2 am guilt free, finishing up something adorable.
4. Chick Flicks. They replace the 4 games of football/basketball/baseball going on simultaneously on the iPad, computer, TV, and phone. I cry at the good parts, without making anyone concerned for my emotional stability, and don't have to tune out the teasing banter about the obvious lacking in masculinity of the male heroes in my beloved favorite films. Edward, Mr. Darcy, Tad Hamilton, and the others are safe.
5. Reading without stopping. I don't have it in me to give up reading when my DH comes home, but I do try a little harder not to get so lost in my books, that I don't notice he went to bed 3 hours ago. It's happened, I'm ashamed to say. But when he's gone, I don't need to use any caution. No reason to rush off to a cold, lonely bed. It's not going anywhere, unlike the plot of my book!
6. Girl Time. It's much easier planning in girl time, because I can do it pretty much 24-7. My schedule is wide open. Virtually. The kids do have a few things. But for the most part, when a girlfriend wants to hang out, the answer is most emphatically, "yes!"
7. Spaghetti, Shepherd's Pie, Chili, Taco Soup. When I do get around to cooking, I make what I like, and don't need to compromise two sets of tastes.
Seven is a lucky number, so I'll stop there. I can't think of anything else major at the moment anyway.
To my amazing husband when his internet works long enough to read this, I miss you like a dieter misses doughnuts, like pot roast misses salt, like a city night misses stars, like a Virginia girl living in the desert would miss trees. Lots and lots. But, I am a trained resilient girl, and am learning to look for the good things in any situation. I've found a few, that keep me happy and busy when I'm missing you. But sleep well knowing none of them come close to spending time with the most important person in my world.
