The last few days have been hard as hell.
So I managed to lose about 5lbs yesterday, apparently.
Not sure if it was from not eating, or if I managed to cry so much last night/this morning that I lost it in water weight.
Lets see how much i’ll have gained tomorrow from having a takeaway for tea tonight…
I feel so homesick, I miss my other half so much. Why is it so much harder this time he’s away? It’s less time apart but it’s going so much slower…
I’ve decided i’m never going to Amsterdam airport. Twice now they’ve lost Rich’s luggage. It wasn’t too bad the first time, as he was coming home, so they just had to send it from Amsterdam to Cardiff. But this time his bag never even made it to Moscow, let alone his flight to Khabarovsk.
For the past 3 days he’s been out in -20 snow in the jeans and t-shirt he was travelling in… I’m just hoping that his bag with all his thermals and boots and everything is found soon. I don’t want him to get frostbite.
He doesn’t know how much I actually worry about him… I dread anything happening to him, especially as he’s so far away.
Is it possible to feel homesick for a person?
I had a horrible dream last night about writing my dissertation and woke up with my heart racing and having a major panic.
I felt a bit better when I’d remember that I’d finished uni. Though I still feel that stress you get when you know there’s something you need to do but can’t remember what it actually was.
So Rich is currently on his way back to Russia… The travelling days are the worst. Aside from a couple of quick emails while he had wifi at the airports we don’t get to talk. The 10 hour time difference is crap, but at least we get some overlap first thing in the morning & last thing at night so we can email, and occasionally Skype (depending on how slow his internet is).
Feel strangely panicky that I can’t just talk to him right now.
It’s fucking freezing in my room. So I’m wearing my dressing gown to sleep in.
Worrying because Rich’s fight was supposed to land at half 9… its now 5 to 10 and he normally would have text me the minute he’d landed…