SO. The Brother is here, and he’s NOT horrible! He’s actually quite pleasant! I haven’t really had much of a chance to hang out with him, thanks to work, jet lag, ski trip preparations and the ski trip itself. I am now looking forward to having him around the house a bit next week and getting to know Feller’s family.

SPEAKING of the ski trip, Feller’s gone all weekend. ALL WEEKEND. I can’t even tell you the last time I slept alone, but it’s been AT LEAST since October, if not before then. And I know that’s not really a long time, but it feels like it’s been ages. And Mandatory Relationship Cuddles make the time apart a little unbearable. I’ve gotten so used to falling asleep RIGHT NEXT to him that having the entire bed to myself is just bizarre. I slept in the very center of the bed last night in an attempt to take up as much space as possible, but there’s still a lot of bed left over.

AND now I’m faced with the dilemma of what in the HELL do I do with myself without him around? We’ve been dating less than a year, but I ALMOST can’t remember how I even kept myself entertained alone. What did I do with all that free time? I HAVE NO IDEA. I guess I’ll just watch a lot of Netflix? I suppose? It’s times like this I wish I were still getting three discs from Netflix; I’d have a whole Big Love marathon.

Really though, tomorrow I’m having myself a double feature matinee of movies I probably wouldn’t have been able to get Feller to see and going to a party with friends of ours in the city. Sunday, I’ll check out a new church (driving an hour into the city every week just WAS NOT happening), and maybe I’ll get crazy and do my taxes! Whoo! Party time! Excellent!

This weekend and next, when the boys will be going up to Tahoe again, are just practice for April. We’re going to South Africa together, but thanks to my job’s shitty vacation policy, I’ll be coming home two-three weeks before him. THAT’S gonna suck. And I cannot even begin to tell you how tempting it is to just quit and travel with him for a month. I’d find a job when I got back! No problem! SIGH. I hate reality.