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Monday I start my training for Ye Olde New Jobbe.
The hours are great for me personally, and I won't actually miss my favorite time of day (evening) by being stuck inside the whole time. However, the hours are going to mean serious changes in routine during the week for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
archmage_brian and me. He works at eight in the morning, which means that except for the time when we're in the car after he picks me up... we won't see each other during the week.
I'm going to miss cooking. We've made pho, and various kinds of seafood pasta, a couple kinds of lasagna, hot and sour soup, pork tenderloin with parmesan polenta, and just tonight we had breaded perch (with panko crumbs because they're what we had). Cooking together is important, and we've got a lot of new recipes we're enjoying (not to mention the prospect of leftovers to enjoy as well, which is a damn good way to stay fed through a couple workdays a week). We'll even have to shop less efficiently to account for the fact that we need to buy more ready-meals and fewer meal components.
If you knowarchmage_brian and me, you know we're pretty much velcro-couple all the time (which I'm still proud of considering we'll hit five years in September). I'm such a sissy about not seeing him for a day or two, but I know that being completely destitute is also something of a strain on us. If we can handle that, I'm hoping we can handle a different strain that nonetheless brings a measure of security.
It's a year at most, until he's done with rotations. Until then, I need to take care of us and make damned sure if I can that there's an "us" to come back to when I'm done.
I'm sure I shouldn't worry so much. But it's hard to keep myself from doing so. Like I said... I'm a sissy about these things.
The hours are great for me personally, and I won't actually miss my favorite time of day (evening) by being stuck inside the whole time. However, the hours are going to mean serious changes in routine during the week for
archmage_brian and me. He works at eight in the morning, which means that except for the time when we're in the car after he picks me up... we won't see each other during the week.I'm going to miss cooking. We've made pho, and various kinds of seafood pasta, a couple kinds of lasagna, hot and sour soup, pork tenderloin with parmesan polenta, and just tonight we had breaded perch (with panko crumbs because they're what we had). Cooking together is important, and we've got a lot of new recipes we're enjoying (not to mention the prospect of leftovers to enjoy as well, which is a damn good way to stay fed through a couple workdays a week). We'll even have to shop less efficiently to account for the fact that we need to buy more ready-meals and fewer meal components.
If you know
archmage_brian and me, you know we're pretty much velcro-couple all the time (which I'm still proud of considering we'll hit five years in September). I'm such a sissy about not seeing him for a day or two, but I know that being completely destitute is also something of a strain on us. If we can handle that, I'm hoping we can handle a different strain that nonetheless brings a measure of security.It's a year at most, until he's done with rotations. Until then, I need to take care of us and make damned sure if I can that there's an "us" to come back to when I'm done.
I'm sure I shouldn't worry so much. But it's hard to keep myself from doing so. Like I said... I'm a sissy about these things.
