I was planning on going out tonight with a few friends and celebrating my birthday. (My birthday was on the 16th, same day as my grandma's visitation, so needless to say it was a sucky day.) The problem is sometimes I don't even really know how or want to have fun without my husband. I have missed him terribly since the minute I left him last.
When I go out and drink, he is all I think about and it just makes me sad. It always seems as if everyone around me has someone, except me. I don't go out often but when I do I always feel bad about it. Matt doesn't care if I go out, as long as I behave and I do.
I'm going to take a nap. Ahhh.... naps :) my favorite part of the weekend. Then I have to go to the shit job and then I guess I'll decide what I am going to do.