Q: Does it totally suck to say goodbye to your best boy for weeks at a time?
Q: Does it totally suck more when he will go to awesome places and have tons of fun without you while you stay in a town that can’t get it together enough to have a Trader Joe’s?
Q: Does it totally extra suck when you remember the night before he leaves that those awesome places he will have so much exclusive fun in are outside the US and therefore you can’t call him during the whole trip?
To help ease my building trip-related sadness, we usually try and have a night of good times before he leaves. So we did what any self-respecting couple would do: we dressed in matching colors, went on a mall spree (well, I “mini spreed” while he played Hanging with Friends in Forever 21), and ate the most delicious Thai food in town. Todd is the best at cheering me up, so we had a wonderful time, but it’s always a sad transition when I have to go back to life without him.
Oh well, I guess it’s just furry baby Charlie and me once again. We are totally going to have sleepovers every night and braid each other’s hair…