We’ve been enjoying the company of an out-of-town friend from Canada (she better not give us Canoodies! - Canadian Cooties in case you didn’t know) off/on since Saturday. We’ve gone out to a movie, out to eat a few times, and I even cooked dinner one night. (Shock I know…) Tonight is her last night here and we’re likely going to go out to dinner than come back to watch another movie here by the fire. But that’s not why I’m out of my comfort zone.

Jack is leaving me!!! *panic* *cry*

It’s only for five days. I know I’m being a baby, especially since I left him for almost a month a couple years ago. I didn’t handle the separation well then but of course the circumstances kinda sucked. Still, when you have spent every single day together for almost 14 years, you practically need drug rehab when you do have to separate. I know we’ll be fine… but it still makes me uncomfortable and edgy. I guess he’s my drug?

As for the reason he’s leaving me for five days (*sigh*), his job is sending him to California for a training course on some… network/computer/software or something thing. (Don’t you love how I pay attention to details?)