Monday, June 10, 2013

Home Alone

by Meghann on June 10, 2013

Derek comes home today! Derek comes home today! Derek comes home today!

I dropped him off at the airport on Thursday and have had the house to myself all weekend. Usually I’m the one traveling and he’s the one home alone on the weekend, so it was quite the role reversal for us.

When Derek first started planning the trip, I was secretly excited to have the house to myself for the whole weekend. Before I moved in with Derek, I lived by myself in Orlando for over two years and loved every second of it. It’s my opinion that everyone should live by themselves for at least a year. I had a lot of time to discover who I was when I lived on my own and loved being an independent woman. I love my husband more than anything, but sometimes I do miss having my own space.


When I lived on my own, I used to have co-workers/friends/ family members complain to me when their significant other went out of town. They were lonely, bored, and felt nervous sleeping all alone in their house. At the time I never understood what they were complaining about. I loved being on my own, I rarely got bored or lonely and slept like a baby all alone in my big bed. I told them to take advantage of being on their own for a weekend and live it up. They would still pout and make a comment about not cooking, since there wasn’t a point to cooking for one. That always made me laugh. If I thought like that, I would never eat real food.

Oh, if I could go back and tell my past self what a fool she was. The truth was I’d never lived with a boy and had yet to experience that dependent nature that forms when you live with someone. Heck, I didn’t realize just how dependent I’d grown on my husband until I was home all alone, trying to sleeping in my big bed, and I was suddenly concentrating on every weird noise coming from outside, wishing Derek was there to protect me. Damn.

The first night was fine. I caught up on all my “Meghann Shows” (aka stuff Derek prefers not to watch) on the DVR and went to bed as normal. The loneliness kicked in Friday night when I was on my couch by myself on a Friday night with no one to cuddle with, on Saturday when there was no one to make pancakes with, and Sunday when I had zilch to do and was completely on my own.


And cooking for one? Totally didn’t happen. On Thursday night I made a sandwich for dinner and on Friday night I ordered pizza. The pizza leftovers were great for lunch on Saturday and Sunday, and Saturday night I had another sandwich for dinner. The funny part is I always make fun of Derek for eating nothing but sandwiches and take out when I’m away, and look at me doing the exact same thing.

I told Derek yesterday that he has to be the world’s best husband for putting up with all the traveling that I do. When you’re the one traveling, you’re constantly on the move so the loneliness doesn’t have a chance to sink in. I miss Derek like crazy when I’m away, but the time flies so fast that I know I’ll get to see him again in a blink of an eye. When you’re the one at home, the time doesn’t move as fast. I sat on my couch by myself for four hours yesterday morning watching the last half of the final season of Desperate Housewives on Netflix (something I’d been meaning to do for a while) and when it was done, it was only one and I had nothing to do.

My sincere apologies to everyone I’ve ever secretly questioned when they said they hated being on their own when their significant other was out of town. I 100% get it now. I may have loved living on my own in my early twenties, but I love living with my husband even more. I still miss living on my own in a nostalgic way, but I wouldn’t trade where I’m at now for anything in the world.

On a side note, I was inspired on Sunday to bake something and was semi-successful with this Chocolate Chip Brioche Pretzel recipe.


Not as pretty as the original Pinterest photo, but still tasted pretty good. I did add a glaze to mine – I thought it was missing a little somthin’ somethin’.

I also did some meal prep for the week, packed my lunch and breakfast for today, prepped my swim bag for the morning, and watched the Tonys. At least I was productive with my time. 🙂

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