As I’ve mentioned before Paul travels about 50% of the time for work. I’m used to it after more than a decade; but I’m going to admit now that I’m so used to it that when he’s home for a few weeks in a row I start to look forward to having time to myself. Now before anyone starts to assume I’m a bad person for thinking this way please know that I do miss him when he’s gone. It’s just that I’ve gotten so used to being on my own that when he’s home for an extended period I tend to fall out of my routine…especially with blogging. His last stretch lasted five weeks and I didn’t post for over three of those and then I got so far behind on reading that I had to mark several hundred posts as read; most which I perused first but didn’t comment on and some I just didn’t have time to read. I still have about 75 unread posts hanging out there until I have time to read every word. You three people should know who you are because I normally do comment but I just won’t until I’ve caught up. Oh well.
Now he’s back in travel mode. He was gone last week, and other than the weekends, he will remain so for the next four weeks. I guess it balances out. The difference this week is that he is currently in Vermont, not for work, but on vacation. He went with a friend/business associate to take pictures of the fall foliage.
Some people may think this strange. How can a couple spend so much time apart and then not be together on vacation? It’s simple. We love each other, trust one another and know that we don’t have everything in common. As much as I want to learn how to take better pictures, I don’t want to hold him back; and honestly, at this point, I don’t want to spend a week of vacation time doing it. That being said, he gets why I blog but he really isn’t all that interested in it. He was okay with me spending three nights away for BlogHer and he’s totally fine with me being gone a couple of nights this month for Adam’s party. He’s stayed out of town longer than necessary to pursue his photography in the past and I’ve gone on many a Girls’ Weekends.
It’s all good.
I think we have a great relationship in that we can let each other do our own thing. It’s very different from what I had with my ex. I’m glad that my daughter was influenced by Paul and I, and not her father. She and her husband do things as a family with their children, they do things as a couple and they do things on their own. I’m very proud of and happy for her.
As I said, I’m going to Adam’s Halloween Party in a few weeks. I’m hoping my daughter can come too; we’re just waiting to see when Paul gets his next free ticket in a week if she can get on the same flights. I’ve got her all hyped up and she really wants to go…and we have coordinating costumes. Coordinated with each other and this year’s theme!
If she goes maybe, just maybe, we’ll not only be mother/daughter and best friends, but fellow bloggers.
After reading my posts she’s started reading others. This party could be the turning point. C’mon I say, like mother like daughter…I mean fraughter.