No, completely kidding. In truth, the distance is really starting to gnaw at me. I'm a strong and independent girl, and I've found a thousand ways to keep myself busy... but that doesn't take away the stab of disappointment I feel every morning when I wake up to face another day apart, especially since our reunion in Berkeley is not a "when," it's an "if."
I'm waiting for the stars to align (in other words, I'm searching for a job in CA) and when they do, I'm going to be so grateful to be with Adam again. I'm so very thankful to have him in my life- and it's occurred to me that I need to tell him more often. Better yet, he should feel appreciated every day in our house.
I'm determined to make decorating our shared space into a much more collaborative project so that our apartment is a reflection of both of our tastes.
Upon reading that last sentence Adam is likely uttering the heavy sigh that he usually reserves for trips to Ikea (even though he's always amply rewarded with a heaping plate of Swedish meatballs).
Can't understand why he's not happy to be standing next to that handsome Edland cabinet...
Any other cohabitators out there who want to get in on the discussion?