spontaneity

i've been married

for a bit over

two months now

and it seems

that we may

never fall into

a routine...

my husband

(who is awesome,

by the way)

is gone

three days

and two

nights

of every 

week.

sometimes a bit more 

on various weekends.

and sometimes,

since i miss him

when he's gone,

i go along with him

on his journeys.

and so we spend

a lot of time

packing

and unpacking

overnight bags,

debating over

what to do

with puppy,

i want to bring her,

he wants to leave her.

food expires

in our fridge,

and there are 

ever so many

fast food

bags in the back seat

of our cars...

this must be how newlyweds

gain weight

the first year

of marriage.

like the freshmen 15.

we'll call it the

newlywed 90 ;)

so here i sit

in a town where

i have no business

and very little

acquaintance,

with my puppy

on her pink leash,

outside a starbucks,

awaiting the return 

of hubby dearest.

and i find,

that i do not mind

at all

the lack of 

a norm

or routine.

probably becuase

of the coffee...

...just kidding.