Well, it is Tuesday, and I have been away from home and my guy for just over a week. I miss home. I miss him.
This always happens on a Tuesday - Mars day - so it isn't really a surprise.
I called last night, a little weepy, and his reply, "It's five o clock, you probably have low blood sugar. Go eat something!"
Such a romantic that guy.
Actually he is a romantic, just not when I have low blood sugar. Then he is just practical.
I like that about him.
I am a Libra - read up and down, here and there. He is a Taurus - read steady. I am a melancholic. He is a phlegmatic. We are both introverts, although he has extrovert qualities that are becoming more evident as the years go by. I trust that it will all work out. He plans so that it will all work out. We both trust our intuition although his spidey sense is much stronger than mine, especially where our children are involved.
I love talking to him on the phone when I am out of town. He has the most wonderful voice, and I do kinda melt when I hear him on the phone. Even after thirty-eight years.
So, tonight I will go to bed missing him, but know that I will be home in a week, and Tuesdays are just like that.
Plus I am going for a long swim, and that will help too.