So at the start of the summer I imagined that I was going to be spending most of my days with Pete, aka the boyfriend for those who don’t play along. That has not been the case at all. In fact, the time apart has been increasing in increments as the summer has progressed.
- He finished up classes/papers/projects in May and headed home (Indiana) for a week and a half. CHECK
- Back to Athens. Where he furiously worked in the lab to finish up some work for a professor, because opportunities to do field work came up. CHECK
- Goes back home and to Michigan for two weeks. CHECK
- Back to Athens for three days. CHECK
So all of these trips so far haven’t be any real issue because we’ve been able to talk most days. I’m the type of person that can deal with not seeing people as long as I’m able to communicate with other people in some form. (be it text, phone, gchat, etc.) NOW begins the next month of travels…
- Left yesterday morning for Colorado to help out another grad student with field work. He’ll be camping in the woods for the next 3 weeks and will have limited to no cell reception let alone the ability to have a charged cell phone. Originally he thought that he’d be able to call every three days or so. No big deal- pretty normal. He called me from the start of the trail a moment ago and let me know next Monday is the earliest (could be later than that) he would possibly be able to talk to me.
- Back to Athens for three days.
- Goes to Belize for 2 weeks to gather information for his PhD and professor/advisor. He already told me he isn’t even going to bother taking his phone with him for this trip.
- Back to Athens for undetermined amount of time.
- Back to Indiana to pick up his dog.
- Back to Athens for classes, which he already informed me will be a full load this semester.
Hmmmm…. like I said… I’m typically just content with someone being out of sight as long as I can communicate with them. Now that my communication will be severely decreased I’m not quite sure how I’m going to react. Here’s hoping my mental well being stays sane. I’ve already made a long list of things to do while he’s gone to keep my occupied.