Not Good at "Long" Distance

When my parents were engaged, my grandfather was so disapproving, that he insisted they spend a year apart-- a country apart to be exact.  In order to receive his blessing, my mom had to return to the States (while my dad remained in Canada), they were only allowed one phone call a week, a limited number of letters, and one weekend visit a month.  If I remember the story correctly, my dad drove down from Canada all night for that once-a-month-visit so he could be there by 6 am Saturday morning and then left at midnight Sunday night.  That sounds awful.  I can't imagine doing something like that... I wouldn't do something like that.

A few months ago, through an elaborate series of events, Mimi became car-less.  We improvised for a while, sharing a car, borrowing cars, etc, but a week or so ago the borrow-a-car option kinda went away and because Mimi's work schedule no longer even kind of lines up with mine... we're stuck.  So even though she's been living here for almost two months, she's now part-timing it, between here, and closer to work... about 40 minutes away. It's pitiful but this is killing us.  The last time we saw each other was Monday night when I dropped her off and you would thing it was months ago by how we feel about it.  A w f u l.  I don't recommend it.  Seriously.

Nothing cute to say today-- just whining.  All I know is, I couldn't possibly do what my parents did.  Hell, I can barely do 40 minutes apart.  I cannot wait until we get this figured out, because this just isn't working.

Always better next to me :-)