Home Alone

The house is empty other than the pitter patter of tiny feet (my cats) and my partner is interstate for the weekend. This is one of those weekends I dread months in advance. The emotional rollercoaster is always overwhelming and unpleasent, no matter how hard I try not to ride it.

Last night was not the perfect night I wanted it to be. It never is. The night before a tour is always an emotional and difficult experience. However, we got through it and this morning we were on good terms. He even left me a love note on the bench to come home to. I will admit I suggested it, but it was a really sweet letter and I will look at it whenever I feel upset this weekend.

Work is insanely busy and I am happy to say it kept me so busy today I barely even thought about him going away. But then maybe that was because today was only the travelling day and tonight is the start of the actual gigs and partying. Tomorrow might be a different story but hopefully not. I will most likely work an extra hour or so to get on top of my insane workload. And provide a distraction that extra couple of hours.

All in all, off to a good start of keeping sane!