March 5th, 2006
Come fly? With me?
Ken has started to travel for work, which is really good for him. It’s productive, if also a bit lonely, for me.
Alone time is so elusive for Ken. Pretty much his drive to and from work amount to all he gets.
On those rare occasions when he is out of town, I always get a lot done. I don’t want that much alone time, so I stay busy. And I go to bed really late so I don’t have to lay awake without him.
I’m not crazy about the whole flying thing. I like getting places quickly, but I hate taking off and landing and all the reminders in between of where I really am.
Mr. Happyland loves it. All of it. He wants to be a pilot someday.
See, it’s good for him. And I’ll survive.