Three Weeks

After a summer when, despite buying a house together, it felt like we had reverted to a long-distance relationship, there seems to be a light at the end of the tunnel. Boyfriend just left for another three weeks in Alabama. But at the end of that he should be home for good.

Since the beginning of June, Boyfriend has spent most of his time in Alabama. All of June, three weeks in July, one in August, four weeks in September, and one week in October. We managed to get weekends together here and there, most of which had been planned vacations. We visited friends and attended a couple of weddings. We spent a week in August on the lake and moved into our new house. But mostly we haven't really had much time to just hang out. To establish a routine in the new house and just live our lives.

In three weeks that should be over. He should be home for good and we can hang out without running all over the country to visit friends. There's another wedding, a few more trips with friends, and the family filled holidays to round out the year. But we'll have the weeks. Evenings after work and time to watch Community and eat dinner and stuff.

Three more weeks.

I can do this.