Yet again, I find myself husband-less for four days. Temptation lurks around the corner...there it is. Ben & Jerry's brownie batter. Come to me, it says, eat me! ALL OF ME! NOW! Though, I've managed to (for the most part) retreat with spoon in hand and only hints of chocolate smudgens on the corners of my mouth.
At this moment, I'm still home alone. Lady and her Tramp have replayed their canine romance three times over. Trixie, the jail dog, is crooning at this moment about Tramp as I dream about that handsome husband's homecoming tomorrow night. My friends have been gracious in keeping me company, loneli-less and happy. One even slept over the first night and is on her way now to sleep in my empty, hollow, and sometimes spidery apartment.
But last night I slept on my own. Yes, I slept all by myself. Good for me, eh?
I got home at 10:40 p.m. after a late meeting, talked to Matt,and fell asleep to none other than Lady and the Tramp (after a reasonable amount of chips and salsa.) Waking up from the sound of dramatically breaking glass intruding upon my eardrums, I discovered the recycling truck had come at 6:45 am. And then I also discovered that the menu on the DVD had been replaying over and over. So, I shut if off, put in ear plugs, and slept. And then I awoke and felt the lovely company of empty, silent, lonliness.
Thus, I am rejoicing in the coming of my friend tonight, and my husband tomorrow night.
"But I am afraid that just as Eve was deceived by the serpents cunning, your minds may somehow be led astray from your sincere and pure devotion to Christ." 2 Corinthians 11:3
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