And now back to my nightly journal-writing. He's gone. His plane left at 12:40pm today and it should be landing in Tulsa in less than an hour. I am just really depressed now. I don't want to go to class tomorrow and I don't want to teach ever again. We still haven't been paid for October! I just want to have a day to lay in bed and cry. With Jamie's pillowcase (that I love) and the elephant he gave me - Gordon. I'm going to call him tomorrow night... I want to talk to him now, but that's not really possible with him being in an airplane... I just went over my checkbook (finally) and am pretty worried about how little I have left. It'll help when I'm finally paid! I'm going to need a lot of strength to get through these next 6 months without him here. When we were walking on Rue St Honore in Paris a few nights ago, we went into a jewelry place to get my finger sized - 48 (european) for a thin ring and 49 for a thick one. She said that's "almost a 5" in american.
We had a good time in Paris. We played pool! And I won a game! I'm so much in love with him and it really hurts to have him so far away. Now more than ever. We spent our last day in Paris looking for a restaurant called Henri's Mussels and ended up eating at TGI Friday's. And singing silly songs and having a wonderful time. I have more fun with him than anyone else in the world. I need him so much.
I'm going to go to bed now. I hope I can fall asleep quickly. I'm not even going to get ready. I'll start crunches again tomorrow. I love you so much, sweetheart. I hope your flight was alright. G'night, Jamie.
Thursday, November 5, 2015