killing time

so yes, saturdays are my lazy days anyway, but today was especially so because i woke up at 10ish, then wandered around the house for a bit listening to the rain outside, then did a pilates video. i didnt get much out of it because Beanie was determined to prance all over me and every time i would sit up, she would park behind me with a toy, making it quite an ordeal to have to lay down again during the exercises. so then i did some house cleaning for a couple of hours and right about the time i was going to clean MYSELF, the power went out. yes, this was 3pm. quite pathetic. so i got ahold of my parents because i was worried that perhaps i would have to venture to the spider-infested basement and hack my way through cobwebs to reset a breaker - something i not only didnt want to do, but dont know how. but mom convinced me to call the emergency maintenance line instead. low and behold, there was a post-wide power outage and there wasnt anything to be done about it. so i celebrated by taking a nap. sleeping from 5-6:30pm is not very productive, just so you know. so alas, although i will go to sleep soon regardless, i am not especially tired.
life right now is going alright i guess. weekends are pretty boring and especially lonely. although my house has never been so clean! i keep a running list of chores and get through a few of them a week. today i cleaned the window sills, wiped down the baseboards, and emptied my food shelf and wiped it down, then put the food back on it. yes, i am that bored. so if you ever come over during the next 8 months, be sure to check out my baseboards and window sills.
my God i miss my husband so much. i keep thinking over and over about what it will be like to pick him up from the airport in 3 months. i already have my outfit picked out. i can picture myself getting to the airport an hour early and then just sitting there shaking like a leaf with excitement and nervousness. what will it be like to spend 7 months alone and then have to share the bed again? what will it be like to get to call him on the phone? how will it feel to touch him? hug him? what will it be like to finally be with him, then have to go to wichita and share him with everyone else?