life, the universe, and donna

So, as previously mentioned, I’m currently an EA widow. Luckily, this appears to only happen at certain times, which isn’t too bad. Still, when the boy of my dreams is working til 8 or 9 just about every night, and going in on weekends as well…

… well, you have the recipe for neglect, resentment, and just plain “hey, I miss that boy I live with”.

Amazingly… I haven’t felt neglected at all. Ok, I do have a bit of “hey, I miss that boy I live with”, but man he’s good at taking care of me.

This may sound ridiculous, but we actually schedule cuddle time. My alarm clock goes off 15 minutes early so we can snuggle a bit in the mornings before either of us has to get up … for work, for boot camps, for our own workouts, whatever. Cuddle time is good. I like cuddle time.

So this morning, apparently in my half-asleep stupor, I hit the snooze alarm when I woke up. I usually do this, so the alarm tells me when it’s time to stop with the cuddling and get up already. Except… I don’t recall doing this. What I DO recall is waking up, seeing that it’s fifteen minutes later than I was expecting it to be, and being really upset at myself. Ok, I may take cuddle time a little too seriously. Come to think of it, at 6:30 in the morning, I take everything a little too seriously. I am not a morning person.

And off he went to his boot camp, while I stayed in bed until a glorious 7:50 (oops, meant to get up at 7:30…) and pouted about my missed cuddle time.

And stewed about it all day. Look, I take my cuddle time SERIOUSLY, understand?

So after work (well, after for me, was just a dinner break for him) tonight, we went to the Old Spaghetti Factory in Gastown… and I think it might just have been perfect. There’s very little I enjoy more than just sitting around with him and talking/giggling/loving for hours.

I think I’ve come to terms with my lost cuddle time now.

Still, I will be sure to wake up on time tomorrow morning.

I’m pretty impressed at the fact that I don’t actually feel neglected at all. I hadn’t even really thought about it until today, but … we’re actually really good at getting that much-needed quality time thing in. On Sunday night, we brought my laptop to bed and watched half a movie. Or more to the point, cuddled and talked and giggled while a movie happened to be playing. We have our morning workouts. We have our morning cuddle times. We go places together and we even manage to maintain reasonable social lives, too. Excellent, I occasionally have a habit of getting a little obsessive (no, me?) and completely neglecting my friends when I find someone who toasts my muffin.

Ah, he sure does toast my muffin.

So. I definitely miss the boy. I’d like to see him more often when it’s daylight out. But as far as this EA Widow thing goes… hell, I thought it would be way worse than this. Phew.

(Dear EA: This is NOT a suggestion in any way shape or form that you take advantage of the fact that at least one of your employees is managing to maintain a personal relationship by working them harder. I’m just sayin’.)