Boy Interrupted - by H

Boy is on a business trip again. He left in the early hours of this morning. He will be gone until Friday. The week looming ahead of me will feel longer than usual.

Things are pretty quiet when Boy is not home bouncing around all over the place. Just not as alive.

Tonight, I’ll try to take in the quiet. I’ll do things I’ve been meaning to do all week and just haven’t done. I’ll clean out and organise my closet (time for some of those summer outfits to come out again!) As is my usual “first night of Boy’s absence” ritual, I’ll turn our bed into my personal mani-pedi salon. I’ll catch up on Gossip Girl or some such similar TV show that makes him cringe.

Usually, I would eat too much pasta. I love any sort of pasta in excess. I don’t have a sweet tooth, and I do try to be healthy, but pasta is my major downfall. When he’s home and we’re eating pasta, Boy tends to frown on me when I try to sneak a third helping, so tonight would usually involve making an excess of some pasta based dish, and then eating as many helpings as possible, guilt and witness free.

However, yesterday, I put on a bikini for the very first time since last summer. The excitement of getting to wear a bikini again diminished very quickly as I stood in front of the mirror, did a double take, and asked Boy- “how did that happen??” So this week, I will try to detox a little while he is away. Up the water and exercise. Cut out the wine and comfort food. Can’t have a great big pot of pasta lying around. I don’t trust myself with it.

Okay- my list of things to get done while Boy is away:

- Avoid pasta, and any form of melty cheese.
- Avoid wine.
- Organise closet.
- Catch up on girly shows.
- Manicure/ pedicure/ facial.
- Listen to some cheesy Mandy Moore music.

And then... I'll still have another whole 3 nights left to go.

Bugger.