I Hate Most...

...when I am left to my own devices.

My main squeeze, Nick, left me overnight for a trip to the beach with the young men of our ward. He has gone on many a camp out over the last 21 (21!!! 0.0!) ish months that we have been married. Yes, it has gotten easier than that first evil night that came only about two months after we had been married. I was pretty much a mess that night. But last night! I have come a long way. While I could NOT wait until the beloved comes home, I was a whole heck of a lot more reasonable.

The only way I am happy that he left me to stay up all night and eat food that lacks any kind of nutritional value my own devices is if I think about the good he was doing. We all must sacrifice for the future of this world. Nick had the amazing opportunity to serve the youth of our church. He is a great example to them and I know they all experience that on their camp out. Did I mention they were at the beach? Because I was pretty jealous. I mean, cooped up all night at home or a night camped by the beach. C'mon. No brainer.

Back on topic. Nick is amazing. I must deprive myself of him for the greater good sometimes. I'm ok with that. As long as he always comes home to me.

That's love for ya.

So, next time he is gone, I think you all know where I'll be.

(if you don't, I'll be on my super awesome couch watching the super awesome Doctor Who-or maybe Downton- and I'll be in comfy clothes eating comfy food. That's where.)

Here's to the future!


Ps. The group didn't end up going to the beach because it was rainy! Lame. They spent the night in a mansion instead. . . . . . .