All by myself...

Here are more photos from Chris' wedding. Don't compare photo of David and me to the beautiful couple in my last post. We're old enough to be their parents. Plus, we had just driven 6 hours from Chicago to Akron and arrived 30 minutes before the wedding started. We had to change clothes in the bathroom. That was after David drove us to the wrong hotel. And after I asked him more than once if he was SURE we were going to the right hotel. Our plan was to meet my sister at the hotel where my nephew Drew (who was riding with us) could get his "wedding duds" from my sister, and where we could change, primp, and make ourselves presentable. "Are you SURE this is the right Hampton Inn?" I asked David again as we walked into the hotel. We were running out of time. "Of course!" he replied confidently. "But I thought my sister said there was a Marriot across the street. I don't see a Marriot."


Well, it was the wrong hotel. It was too late to drive to the right hotel and I got mad, and then David got mad and my poor nephew had to see us fighting. It's always so awkward to be in the presence of a fighting couple. It's so...embarrassing. Sorry Drew. But the good news was that the church was only a mile or so away (which is why David thought it was the RIGHT Hampton Inn...which I later admitted that his logic was, well logical). My sister met us there and all turned out well.


I forgave David and he forgave me and now I miss him because he's in Dallas taking care of his parents for the week. And I'm realizing that after perfecting the art of being alone during my 15 years of single adulthood...I have forgotten everything. I don't know how to be alone anymore. Monday night, after David left, I sat on the couch wondering, "okay, what now?" I ended up watching American Inventor, this reality show where average Americans invent something and they get the chance to win a million dollars. The three finalists after Monday night's show were a single mom who invented a bra that has no straps in the back so large-chested women can were backless tops, a junior high teacher who invented remote controlled vehicles that kids can design on the computer, and a hunky fireman who created a contraption that you put on your Christmas tree that will douse the tree if it catches on fire. I'm pulling for the fireman because he was really cute and his invention will actually save lives.

So, as you can see, I've been really productive in my "alone time." I used to be really good at it. I'd spend time reading, writing, praying, or call up friends and get some kind of social event going. But now I just feel....lost.

Today was better. I went jogging by the lake this morning, ran errands, and read, wrote a little and called a friend. I'm working tomorrow, so that will take up most of the day, and David comes back on Saturday. Yay.