Countdown to Dana Point, CA
Aug. 12th, 2008 05:34 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
brightlotusmoonTick tock.
Adam and I woke up around ten. We showered together, surrounded by our new transparent shower curtain with the mildew-repelling coating. We rode the bikes to Giant Foods, just to prove to me that I could take myself grocery shopping. Starbucks first, and then the grocery store. Half a gallon of milk, a pack of moist cat food, two small bottles of tea and juice, a log of fresh mozzarella, some wax paper, a bag of whole wheat tortilla chips, and three packs of Reeses Peanut Butter Cups. All in my trike's basket, staying put the whole ride home.
We made nachos for lunch, with leftover taco meat and cheese, one avocado, cream, and the tortillas. We cuddled and watched several episodes of Stargate Atlantis, then drove to Safeway to buy toilet tissue, paper towels, bananas, more cans of moist cat food, and two bags of Greenies cat treats (Luna specifically is a treat snob and will eat only Greenies).
Back at home, Adam grilled some chicken breasts, and used the deli slicer to make roast beef and monterey jack cheese for sandwiches, for my lunches in his absence. We will have a light dinner of pasta with garlic and olive oil, and dessert will be a marble pound cake that Adam baked yesterday. We will fall into bed in each other's arms, and in the morning we will wake up together. Adam will drop me off at the metro, and then he will drive to work. He and a coworker, Chris, will take a work van and start driving. Route 81 through Virginia, then to Route 40. And west. And west. And west.
He'll call me as much as he can.
And then he'll be in Dana point California.
One of the jobs is for NASA and will take up a week. The other job is for a small company and will take thre days. He'll have about four days of down time, so he brought snorkeling gear.
We're staring at each other with puppy eyes, we're holding onto each other tightly at every opportunity. Eighteen days; he's been gone longer and he has gone farther, but it never matters when there are hours to go.
My main source of anxiety is the classic one of "What if something happens to him? What if he gets hurt? What if there is an accident?" But I know my beloved, and he will be fine. After all, he's The Goddamn Batman.
(Inside joke, from years ago.)
I am now going to do something to ease the tension in my heart and the lump in my throat.
I hope your Tuesday is going well, friends list.
Adam and I woke up around ten. We showered together, surrounded by our new transparent shower curtain with the mildew-repelling coating. We rode the bikes to Giant Foods, just to prove to me that I could take myself grocery shopping. Starbucks first, and then the grocery store. Half a gallon of milk, a pack of moist cat food, two small bottles of tea and juice, a log of fresh mozzarella, some wax paper, a bag of whole wheat tortilla chips, and three packs of Reeses Peanut Butter Cups. All in my trike's basket, staying put the whole ride home.
We made nachos for lunch, with leftover taco meat and cheese, one avocado, cream, and the tortillas. We cuddled and watched several episodes of Stargate Atlantis, then drove to Safeway to buy toilet tissue, paper towels, bananas, more cans of moist cat food, and two bags of Greenies cat treats (Luna specifically is a treat snob and will eat only Greenies).
Back at home, Adam grilled some chicken breasts, and used the deli slicer to make roast beef and monterey jack cheese for sandwiches, for my lunches in his absence. We will have a light dinner of pasta with garlic and olive oil, and dessert will be a marble pound cake that Adam baked yesterday. We will fall into bed in each other's arms, and in the morning we will wake up together. Adam will drop me off at the metro, and then he will drive to work. He and a coworker, Chris, will take a work van and start driving. Route 81 through Virginia, then to Route 40. And west. And west. And west.
He'll call me as much as he can.
And then he'll be in Dana point California.
One of the jobs is for NASA and will take up a week. The other job is for a small company and will take thre days. He'll have about four days of down time, so he brought snorkeling gear.
We're staring at each other with puppy eyes, we're holding onto each other tightly at every opportunity. Eighteen days; he's been gone longer and he has gone farther, but it never matters when there are hours to go.
My main source of anxiety is the classic one of "What if something happens to him? What if he gets hurt? What if there is an accident?" But I know my beloved, and he will be fine. After all, he's The Goddamn Batman.
(Inside joke, from years ago.)
I am now going to do something to ease the tension in my heart and the lump in my throat.
I hope your Tuesday is going well, friends list.
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Date: 2008-08-13 12:18 pm (UTC)Apparently, Batman is a jerk.
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Date: 2008-08-13 03:46 am (UTC)This is true for me also.
:(
*sigh*
Date: 2008-08-13 03:52 am (UTC)((((hugs))) You know that you are right and he will be fine.
And also that rumours of my demise were greatly exaggerated. I am, in fact, still on the planet.
Re: *sigh*
Date: 2008-08-13 03:13 pm (UTC)And welcome back! I missed you. *HUGS*
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Date: 2008-08-13 12:39 pm (UTC)I'm sorry Adam is going away for so long. I bet you'll have awesome "welcome home" sex when he comes back though!
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Date: 2008-08-13 03:14 pm (UTC)