Dean has been working in North Dakota for over a week now. I am doing fine, didn't really start missing him 'til this week. I like my space and I like cleaning the house and having nobody but me mess it up. I did miss him on my birthday. Working and not seeing anybody on your birthday is a little depressing. I could have gone to breakfast with my mom and sister, but I chose to sleep (graveyard has robbed me more than once).
So I decided, since Dean is gone, I'm not going to shave my legs, pluck my eyebrows, use napkins, paint my toe nails-finger nails-face, do my hair, or wear perfume 'til the day before he gets back. That way I can get away with living like a man while he's gone and then going back to a woman the day before he comes home. It might even be an upgrade for him, because I am pretty sure I didn't do half those things before he left.
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