Leaving On a Jet Plane

Yup! That I am... leaving on a jet plane. This post is not about me by the way.

For the past week and days, that has been my status message on my YM. The thing is, my wife is leaving me. Yes, she is leaving me after seven months of blissful marriage. It's not what you think though. We are not separating (I still want kids)! She is going on a three-month internship in Geneva. I, on the other hand will stay here to look over the house, feed the chicken and do the laundry. Hahaha! I am exagerating of course.

Kidding aside, I will miss my wife. For the past months that we have been living together, we have developed rituals and involuntary routines that I will find difficulty coping without. I used to enjoy a life of independence (translation, I can do things on my own). I do the laundry, cook my meals, wash the dishes, go to church, and even clean the house on my own time, more whenever I feel like it.

Everything has changed after we got married last December. Although I still do the cooking and my share of the laundry, it is Christine who sets the table (sometimes), wash the dishes, pack my lunch, and fold the dry laundry. In short, she does the things that I don't feel like doing.

Now that she will be away for three months, I will have a hard time adjusting. While they say that it is good that I will be single for three months, it will be extremely lonely for me. No cuddling in the mornings, no packed lunch, and tons of unfolded laundry on the bed. Oh my, what will I do without my Christine?!?!?!

I guess when I take her to the airport on Monday, after wiping that bit of tear in my eye, I will just look forward in excitment and count the days until November 6. That is the day I will get to kiss her again.

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