What could I possibly have to say about the Philippines, you ask?

Well. My Kevin and our good friend Steve are being sent there, for work. In a week. For two months. All-expenses-paid, condo-on-the-beach, corporate credit cards, overtime, spending money, the whole shebang.

For two months.

I’m super happy for him, for them both, but damn. I’m going to be The Lonely Kid for two months. We’ve barely had a summer at all.. the hottest weekend so far, we were moving, while our friends were at Ingonish Beach. He’s been sick with the vaccinations he’s had to take for the last few weeks - a measles/mumps/rubella booster, hepatitis A and B, malaria, typhoid, aiee - so anyway, no summer, and now he’s leaving and by the time he gets back, it’ll be winter. Blech.

For about eight months, I’ve been impatient to have my home be his home too, and now that it is, he’s leaving. We’re not even settled. We’re not even unpacked! I had been so looking forward to building our new life together in our new apartment.. and now I’ll be building it by myself. I don’t want any memories of my life in this place all alone!

The original departure date was August 27, and the return date was October 18; one of which is a friday and one of which is a monday. I looked at the calendar today and realized I had them confused. I thought there were two weekends left before they went away, but there’s only one, because they leave on a friday, not a monday. I was sad at having lost two days (in my perception); and when I told them that story, they looked at each other and said, “yeah, about that....”

Turns out the dates got changed. They leave in a week. Seven days. I almost burst into tears, except that Steve was there too.

I’ve never been so excited and so sad about the same thing at the same time.

To make it worse, his very good friend happens to be getting married this weekend, so last weekend he was gone for three days for the bachelor bash, and this weekend we’re committed to the rehearsal dinner and the wedding and the reception and stuff. We’ve just officially run out of time together.

Sad.

today, i am: