One toothbrush. One sad, lonely toothbrush. Even the toothpaste looks sad, burying its head in the cup and facing away from me as if to say, "I can't bear to look at your sad life."
Okay, that part is a little melodramatic. Sorry. But seriously - every morning when I see my toothbrush standing alone, it makes me sad. There used to be a toothbrush standing next to it, but that toothbrush is now far away in Las Vegas, Nevada - 2,000 miles away from mine.
The far away toothbrush belongs to Rex, and he's in Nevada until September 29 for classes. He left on July 5. That's almost three months that my toothbrush has to be lonely. I realize it's not as bad as military couples who are apart for an entire year when one of them deploys, but still. My husband is my best friend and my favorite person in the whole world. I think I have the right to pout a little bit about him being gone.
Long distance relationships really stink. You get the bad parts of being single (no one to hug you when you're sad, no one to tell you that "of course that dress doesn't make you look fat," no one to help with chores, no one to go to the grocery store with, etc.), and you also get the bad parts of being married (checking with someone before you make any major purchases, not being able to go have a girls night and flirt with random people, not being able to get a pug, etc.) It's like a horrible parody of the Hannah Montana theme song: "You get the woooooooorst of both worlds!" It's horrible. I want my husband to be home.
It doesn't help that I'm horrible at talking on the phone (I always have been. I just feel awkward), and until five minutes ago I had no internet so I couldn't Skype or gchat. The internet tech just left so I finally have internet, but still. You know skyping isn't like the real thing. I hate reading about celebrities who say, "We make our relationship work by never going more than ten days without seeing each other. Anything longer than that would be detrimental to a relationship." Cool, you. I would love to see my husband every ten days. I would love to see my husband every day. Are you going to lend me your private jet to make that happen??
I e-mailed my cousin because her husband goes away a lot on trainings for the military. I asked for her best advice on how to do life alone when you're so used to having a partner to do everything with you. Here's what she said: "All I can say is....it sucks!! Honestly no magic potion....no words of wisdom....just be prepared to cry a lot...eat a lot of comfort food...and watch a lot of tv..."
Thanks, Danielle. Real encouraging, lol. I guess I give her credit for being honest, but it certainly didn't make me feel any better! Hopefully the next 74 days zip by.
In the mean time, I'll be consoling my lonely toothbrush.
I miss you. A lot. I'm sitting in my living room watching How I Met Your Mother, wishing it was Big Bang Theory and you were here... with some Cheesecake :)
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