At
the beginning of July, I looked at my calendar and counted 6 days of
the entire month that I didn't have a scheduled activity outside of
work. By
the end of the month, it was probably more like 3, if that. I was also
out of town for at least parts of 5 out of 6 weekends. I started to
become a little worried about Dan coming home and having enough (if any)
time to spend with him.
Then
August rolls around, and to the best of my ability, I blocked off my
calendar for two weeks during the Olympics. It didn't work out
perfectly,
but I spent significantly more time in my new apartment during those
first 2 weeks than I did in the entire previous month. Even once I
started spending time with people outside of office hours, my schedule
was a lot quieter than it had been for awhile. Dan
and I had dinner together most nights, did errands together, spent time
with our families, and enjoyed our first few weeks as a couple in the
same city.
During
this time, I decided that I got pretty bored in the evenings when I had
nothing going on-especially those nights when I was home from work by
5 or 5:30 and had maybe worked out in the morning. Dan doesn't get
home until at least 7, frequently after 7:30 and I rarely spend an hour
making dinner or something like that during the week. Laura and I went
on some walks trying to figure out what to do
with our time/as an excuse to get out of our apartments while it's
still nice out (its so nice to live only a 15 minute walk away!) We both
wished we had hobbies of some sort. That's the reason I started
blogging in the first place, and during the Olympics
I starting working on this craft project for my brother than I
originally began my senior year in high school and never finished. It
wasn't enough to really hold my attention for long though.
Thankfully,
September arrived, everyone came home from their end-of-summer
vacations, and life picked up again. After a quiet Labor Day weekend
where
I miraculously had 4 hours on a Sunday afternoon to dedicate to getting
Piper, life started getting busy again. Although I was desperately
looking for more things to fill my 7 non-working hours every day, I am a
little bit overwhelmed when I look at my calendar
hanging in my cubicle and there's something written on nearly every
day.
This weekend is actually worse than most, he had a late soccer game last night and didn't get home until 11:30. Thankfully he didn't have to be at work until 1 today, but he also agreed to do a night flight with one of his students so he still isn't home. Normally we're able to spend Sundays together, but I decided to go to six flags with my family tomorrow and he opted out. Great way to prepare for my week of activities every evening! Doesn't look like things will slow down for either of us any time soon...but I'm grateful for every moment we spend together regardless of how few there seem to be. As we were falling asleep last night (neither of us passed out on the couch, even though I tried to and he yelled at me), I told him how sometimes I couldn't believe we actually made it. After so many years of struggling through the distance and thinking these days would never come, we're finally here!
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