Monday, June 25, 2007

Poor poor pitiful me.

I've been in a tiny funk the past few days, wallowing a bit in my own introversion. Why doesn't anyone ever call me up to come out and play? Wah wah wah.

The Mister is out travelling on business, which always puts me off my stride a bit. Can't sleep because of the noise from all the people trying to break into the house all night. I have to remain alert for that you know.

I know what to do when i get like this. I will only allow a day or two of snorting around in the mire, and then i get off my sad, sad ass and arrange a few things, make a few phone calls.

After i get a few things on my calendar, of course people start calling me. Can i sub for bunco on Thursday? Am i available to go out to lunch on Wednesday? Can i take over someone's shift at the clinic Tuesday afternoon?

I remember that i can have breakfast for dinner and not brush my teeth before bed if i don't want, since there's no one here to care. It's kind of peaceful.


Sometimes i am so silly.

28 comments:

amusing said...

Yeah, I know the feeling well. Happens to me especially at Thanksgiving when the kids are with their dad. Then I remember I could go see a movie, or make a fire in the fireplace and read without interruption..... But for awhile there is that looking at the lights on in all the other houses and feeling very, very alone.

Sober Briquette said...

Too bad I didn't know sooner! We've got nuthin but fun planned for this week. I've decided it's summer vacation for me, too.

I can't sleep very well on my own, although mostly it's that I'm so excited about watching a chick flick or reading in bed that I stay up too late.

TTQ said...

LOL at the last paragraph of your post..I was thinking about that as I was scrubbing make-up off my face and how I use to just go to bed and leave an imprint of my face on the pillow case

Lynn said...

People try to break into your house too huh? Why is it that those 'normal' sounds are so scary when the dh is away? Alone time is great, as long as you know it's not permanent.

ms chica said...

I feel you. well technically, I'll feel you on Thursday when my better half goes back to work. He's worked weekends the past 2-3 months. I can't seem to reprogram myself about the expectation of what weekends are supposed to be like. It's hard to make Tuesday the new Friday. Mixed blessings.

Stucco said...

If the boredom lasts through the weekend, y'otter get a hold of Schmoopie. I'll watch the chilluns and you can mainline some coffee or whatever.

mrschili said...

Why is it that the thugs only try to break in when our Misters are gone?! The SAME thing happens to me!

Feel better, Sweetie....

meno said...

amusing, some days it's a fine line between peaceful and lonely. Some days there is no line at all.

de, i could get excited about a trashy novel. I'll have to get one. Good idea.

ttq, i only wear mascara, but i have to confess that i don't wash it off before bed, so that i look like a raccoon some mornings. I am HOT!

lynn, it's really inconsiderate of those breakers-in. These are the days i wish i had a dog.

ms.chica, It must be odd to get used to having a here and then gone spouse. In some ways i think i could like it.

stucco, that is an excellent idea. I'll call her tomorrow. Since you offered to babysit and all.

mrs.chili, i think they must check the airlines schedules to see when our men are gone. Very rude. I do feel better, i was just wallowing for a day or so. :)

jen said...

i would call you. dude.

jeez. in a hot minute.

heartinsanfrancisco said...

Just when you get adjusted and begin to enjoy the autonomy of it all, Mister will come back and try to break into the house all night.

flutter said...

Wanna come to my house? I'll make you soft pretzels and teach you to knit....

heartinsanfrancisco said...

Meno, You've won an award.

Can you come over and play?

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Susanne said...

I find transitions always hard. And Being home without my husband is like I'm waiting for a piece of myself to get back to me. And as somebody else said, just when you get used to it, he'll be back.

Only I wouldn't know because my husband rarely leaves the house. When he goes out (about twice a year) without me, it feels totally weird.

And if I had known, I would have called you. I just installed Skype...

ms chica said...

I was thinking about your burglar problem.

The first year my brother was married he worked nights. My SIL was not exactly Braveheart, so she slept with a ten inch cast iron skillet in the bed next to her (wedding present, she didn't know it's intended use).

One morning my brother hopped in bed an almost poked his eye out on the handle, he sported a nice shiner for a few days. We all came to the conclusion no one would EVER break into a house where the woman beat her husband...

gr said...

My missus was out Saturday night and I found myself swigging Wild Turkey and reading till the wee hours. There was a hangover Sunday....

AC said...

Its funny the things that make one feel lonely. I was walking through a department store where the very first of the back-to-college dorm stuff was going out. I realized that there would be none of that this year since the graduation...I was bereft!

lu said...

"...getting of my sad ass and making some phone calls..."

That is the key, isn't it? Sometimes it's the easiest thing and some times it seems so heavy.

Then there's that push and pull between really wanting company and just wanting the option, to be in demand.

Ortizzle said...

When Mr. O is out of town, which isn't often, I clean the house from top to bottom. And read those long books I wouldn't normally have time to finish. I'm so boring. And probably a little too anti-social. :-)

Bob said...

If I'd known, I would have invited you over to help me rebuild a wall in my house this past weekend.

The window goes in tonight.

liv said...

I hope that you are doing something naked and painted. That would put a smile on my face.

Princess in Galoshes said...

Getting an alarm helped SO much. I sleep so much better when I'm alone, now, knowing that it'll go off if anyone tries to break in.

And I second the trashy romance novel idea! Or, just easy fiction. May I recommend PopCo? I just finished it. It was pretty easy, but hit on some interesting-to-think-about topics.

meno said...

jen, and if it was you, i would answer!

hearts, we are such creatures of habit. You are so right. Plus the snoring will bother me for a few days.

flutter, i sort of know how to knit, but i'll take pretzels anyday.

mamap, went there, did that. I will respond soon.

susanne, yes, all is not right with my world when the Mister is traveling. But i am adjusting, and as you say, he'll come back and upset that routine. But i won't mind.

ms. chica, (getting your alter-egos mixed up? :) ) What a great story! I had a boyfriend once who's mother slept with a golf club next to the bed.

gary, you mean that's not your usual Saturday night? :)

ac, and i will just be beginning that process next year, complaining and then missing it when it's over.

lu, to quote my own Em, "I am just not the kind of person to whom friends flock." So i have to make those phone calls. That's okay, at least people answer.

ortizzle, i don't clean, but i do have vegetables for dinner and read all night.

bob, you're too kind. Really.

liv, hmmm. good idea!

princess, we have an alarm, but the cats bang around and startle me. Stupid cats. I hope i can make it to the bookstore today to buy that book. Easy is good!

QT said...

I get scared by bumps in the night when I am alone, too.

I usually stock up on a bunch of movies the BF wouldn't like, documentaries, foreign films. Then I drink wine and eat popcorn in bed while I watch them.

That's about as naughty as I get when I am home alone.

egan said...

Is this when I should offer to meet you for coffee or a babysitting appointment?

Schmoopie said...

Hey Meno! We need to get together one of these weekends and go for a hike and/or have lunch or something. I am always up for having Stucco watch the kids!

Antonia said...

Everyone I know reads my blooming blog now. Every time I go out to a social do, someone else says "I've been reading your website!"

It made me so self-conscious, my blog nearly died this month.

But then I wrote a post last week about how bored I was, and ping! The phone rang, and rang again, and I caught up with several wonderful people. "I read your blog. I've been feeling the same. Shall we go out for beer?"

Silver linings, etc. Hope your funk lifts soon.

Mother of Invention said...

I feel a bit lost too when my husband goes away, if only for a 4 day fishing trip. It makes all the difference in the world if you have stuff planned and are busy with people. I do enjoy the change of pace and having no schedule but my own.