John left yesterday. It was a tearful goodbye, but I recovered.
I spent the day with a friend and her kids at an apple orchard. It kept my mind off the obvious sadness. But then when I got home, I realized I could lay in bed, watch a whole season of Sex and the City and eat ice cream in bed. I didn't have to worry about what I was making for dinner, what we were going to do or anything like that. Today, I'm working and am cleaning my apartment. I Skyped with John this morning for a bit, so that was good. He's all set up in his FEMA trailer (yep) but he is meeting a guy today that needs a roommate.
The moral of the story is that I will be OK. Things will be different, but they'll be OK! It's kind of like I'm single, except I'm not. Which feels great ;)
and honestly? I totally get what you mean by "single but not" since I did that with E for a brief period. It's actually kinda nice! Or it can be, if you look at it the right way. You don't have to worry about dating other people, or flirting, or that crap and have the security of a relationship but the freedom to do whatever the F you want. haha!
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