I’m starting to get nervous about this trip.
Not because It’s so long, (it’s actually a nice short one) or because he’s going so far away, (he’ll be driving, it’s that close) but because it’s soon and you know how I am when he’s gone.
I’ve got friends whose partners travel a lot, and I’ve asked them for tips on how to cope, but I get weird suggestions like, “take this opportunity to do whatever you want, enjoy your freedom!”
I already do that. Pretty much constantly. Where is everyone getting the idea that he holds me back?
“Watch all the things he won’t watch with you!”
… I sort of make him watch those things with me anyway. Or I watch alone, and he plays fucking Stellaris. The point is, I already watch what I want, when I want.
“Take the whole bed for yourself!”
Yeah, my half is in the middle, and I’ve annexed ⅓ of his “share” as well. So.
“Just relax! Enjoy a few days without having to take care of him!”
While it’s true that he lost the ability to feed himself when we got married, Husband does way more to take care of me than I do for him. I mean, I’m fully capable of feeding and cleaning up after myself while he’s gone, but the minute he gets home he’ll go right back to holding my hand in the parking lot (I tend to wander without looking) and bringing me a bottle of water when he tucks me in at night.*
Eventually, these conversations make me realize I’m a bad wife, and I have to just walk away.
But my dilemma remains.
ME: I’m going to miss you so much.
HIM: If you go with me, you can have all the bubble tea and good Mexican you want.
ME: But if I stay here, I can have all the clean towels I want.
* This is not as creepy as it maybe sounds. I just need to go to bed before he does, so this is our way of making sure that he still kisses me goodnight and whatnot. “I love you, goodnight” is an important part of marriage. Write that down.