
I hate it when he’s not around. The bed beside me is empty; I can’t smell his cologne; I can’t see his smiling face; I don’t have him to pamper me (especially since I made a complete fool last night by falling down in front of Kembangan MRT in a split 7! My left knee is so swollen and bruised now) and the list goes on and on. But the most important thing is that I don’t have him to irritate me!
I used to think that not having around to irritate me will be great but boy, was I wrong! I miss him so much… I miss not having any dirty socks/underwear to pick up outside the bathroom door; I miss not having to fight over the computer; I miss not having to scream at him to get off the Playstation so that I can either a) play SIMS 2 or b) watch TV and I miss him irritating the wits out of me by rubbing the stubble on chin on my face (I swear it feels like a toilet brush). I think being married to him for close to 2 years now, made me take him for granted. I can’t wait till he gets back in another seven million years so I can give him a bear hug and wet kisses!!
p.s. I have to wait for Hubby to come back before I can watch The Da Vinci Code!! Boo hoo....
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