Having Jeff back home after a week out of town means boring things turn fun, broken things get fixed, and more love goes into the food I prepare. It is a funny thing, being away from the people that mean the most. I’m surprised by what I crave when I don’t have it. It turns out the things I missed while he was gone were things that usually annoy me. Things I realize I don’t want to live without. I enjoy having to “put up” with them. I’m used to us now, and I like it this way.