Jon has been at his new job for 3 full months now. Three months is not a lot, and still, it feels like it’s been so much longer!
We knew from the start that this new role would entail lots of travelling, and it hasn’t been too bad apart for a couple of full weeks abroad. At the beginning it’s weird, as we hadn’t spent so much time apart since back in 2008 when he was working at The Point in Dublin.
But after some time, I’ve got used to spending some time alone. At first I idealised the situation, promising myself that in those days I would cook food that I like but Jon doesn’t, I would do lots of crafting, I would read more, etc. But I am afraid that not much of that has actually happened.
On average, Jon spends one night or two away every week and what do I do to make the most of that time alone? Nothing.
I’ve been terribly busy at work in the last few weeks, working many long hours. When Jon is away I make the most of the fact that I don’t have to get back home to him so I start at 7am and I don’t get home until 6:30 or later (and only because little Tom needs feeding)
So by the time I get home I am so tired that I don’t fancy cooking, crafting or reading. I prepare a light bite and plompf in front of the TV for a while before it’s time to go to bed again.
To be perfectly honest, I am doing this for two reasons:
1) Because we actually have this very demanding job at work that needs the hours put into, and
2) Because I am earning some very valuable brownie points with my boss, and I’ve got a feeling that I am going to need those brownie points sooner than i think. But that’s another story for another day…
For now, it’s time to put another episode of Big Bang Theory and retire to bed. Tomorrow it’s going to be another long day.