I'm not sure whether this is a Sullins phenomenon, but when Josh goes out of town, my social life explodes. It's a useful coping mechanism - it's much harder to get lonesome when I'm busy all the time. But there's another reason: my rut doesn't work without my husband. Josh is a homebody, and we kind of like each other, so when he's home we tend to stay in and be fat old married people together.
When he leaves?
Not counting breakfasts, I've had four consecutive meals out so far, and two more today. I've seen Wolverine (loved it! Whatever, haters) and Benjamin Button, knitted a bowl to be felted, taken yoga with a friend, and made plans for a Wii- and wine-fueled sleepover during the next band trip.
On Thursday I had my first knitting date (as opposed to a lesson) with my friend Wendy, of Cricket Paws. What a treat! We sat around in the afternoon watching a movie, knitting, and trying to keep the dogs from chewing on the yarn. I miss having pets!
Then Wendy and her older son took me out to dinner at an Indian restaurant in Zushi, where I ate too much and loved every minute of it. Have you ever had paratha, a whole wheat naan-like bread? Heaven.
And then on the way back to the car, look who we found! I don't know what kind of birds they are, but it was such a treat to see the babies. Naturally, I got an email from Josh the next day saying he'd gotten to HOLD a KOALA, but whatever. *sniff* It's fine. I think I'll plan another dinner party.