It’s boring at my house without my wife around. I get a little excited the first day she is gone just to have some time to myself. But after that, I want her around. For a lot of reasons. But I really miss our time together while we play with balloons. What I love is that I never know when I come home from work if there will be a balloon blown up. She likes to surprise me and she knows what it does to me. Sometimes we will be watching tv on the couch and she will pull out a balloon from her pocket and blow it up - god I love it when she does that. And she likes it when I randomly blow her up some balloons on the helium tank. And most of all, I miss our intimate times together that always involve balloons.
If have to admit, I did blow up all of the orange balloons I have while she has been gone. Mainly because orange is my least favorite color so I want to save my favorite colors for our balloon play together. She laughed at me when I told her I was just trying to get rid of the orange balloons. She said “that has nothing to do with it, you just wanted to blow up some balloons!” She is probably right.
I’ve shared photos of the orange balloons with her. And every night we have balloon banter via text. Share photos of trips we have taken and blown up balloons. (My favorite is a video I took of her while she blew up a blue Qualatex 16” with stars while standing on a log as we were on a hike through some woods. Man that balloon got big and she tied it off. It popped about 5 minutes later as we resumed our walk through the woods). I’ll be glad when she’s home. But I still have two weeks to go alone at the house.
And being alone on St. Patrick’s Day meant coming home and finding no green balloons waiting for me.