Yes, true, the plus side of it is that I can eat pop tarts for breakfast, lunch and dinner {but that wouldn't be the action of a sane person would it?} and leave my sewing machine out for days, and watch chick flicks on Anytime whenever I want - but I miss him. A lot.
Especially in the middle of the night when I wake up {I don't sleep well alone}, And I think a little more this time than usual because I have been home all day for the last few weeks too.
But I have been trying to be proactive with this time alone - I am painting the hallway {seriously, the painting of this house never stops} I am planning the launch of an etsy shop, I am designing invites for friends, I am teaching my body to run again and I am learning to enjoy the time alone.
*Things I wish he was here for - my second interview, valentines, my nanna's funeral last week, starting my new job next week & helping me figure out how to paint the hallway ceiling!


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