The sad thing about weekends is... they always end. My wonderful weekend came to an end just a few hours ago. I had such an amazing weekend with Jess, starting with meeting him at the train station Friday afternoon (he brought me flowers!!!), then making dinner chez moi and meeting up with some friends for drinks. Saturday was even better, with a minivan excursion to Epernay for some Champagne tasting, then back to Troyes, where my wonderful fiance had booked us a room at the nicest hotel in town. Big, cozy bed, a BATHTUB, and just all around a wonderful lil place. Sunday was mostly spent lounging in bed, cuddling, watching movies, taking baths, drinking Champagne. Then this morning it all came to an end...
Jess wanted to catch the 7:20 train, so we left the hotel, got the rest of his stuff from my apt, and headed to the train station. Alas, there wasn't actually a 7:20 train, but there was one leaving within a couple of minutes so he got a ticket for it. Our goodbye was, therefore, brief. I wanted to cry but the tears would not come. I tried to look for him on the train as it took off but didn't see him-- hopefully he saw me waving from the platform. I headed back to the hotel (heck, it was paid for and check-out was noon!!!), curled back up into bed for a couple more hours, ate breakfast, took a bath, and headed out, only to notice...
Rain. Buckets of rain. Windy, nasty, rain. And me, freshly washed & dried hair, cute but not rain-effecient shoes, a suitcase and my laptop. The weather matched my already shitty mood. By the time I got home, the tears had arrived. Then Jess texted- his plane is delayed due to the weather. Fuck you, rain. You ruin everything. Go away.
It took all my energy to drag myself through the rain again to go to class. I have a break now, so I came home lest I have a breakdown (would rather brave the rain than burst into tears in the salle de profs). I need to go grocery shopping in a bad way but can't muster the motivation. Honestly could care less right now if I starve. My heart is starving, already in Jess withdrawl. I try to take solace in the fact that I will be home in just a few short weeks, and ordinarily I think it would work, but this weather is just so miserable and depressing. All I want to do is curl up into a little ball and cry, but I know if I do I will only feel worse. Must keep smiling.
I sound like such a downer. This time was easier to say good-bye than the last time was, and that time was easier than the time prior. I guess I'm just ready to be at the stage where I never have to say good-bye to him again. I have so much to look forward to-- I get to see Bradley on Thursday, and we're going to Amsterdam! My brother will be here next week! Paris, and Prague, and Bulgaria, all with wonderful people who love me and always make me smile. So why isn't it enough?
And so, the raindrops-- and teardrops-- keep falling. But like weekends, I know that they too will eventually end.
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I am so jealous
You are so lucky
I don't know how to say that appropriately
to have spent a weekend with your man. But one more night would never be enough. I hope you kissed and hugged him for all of us who miss our other halves. I know I was thinking of you two! And in the happy "yay!" way.
Another note, how was the champagne tour?? I really wanted to do that but my February travel companions did not quite understand the coolness of an afternoon of bubbly.
You're so sweet Rose :) Thanks for thinking of us. You're right, "one more night" is never enough. But lucky for me, I'll get to spend the rest of my life with him :)
The Champagning was a lot of fun! A lot of the Champagne places weren't open b/c it's still off-season (like Moet et Chandon... Dom and I were not meant to be I guess). But we hit up 2 Champagne houses, plus one shop that had "degustation sur place." A successful trip indeed!
well this might cheer you up... Wednesday's supposed to be WARMER around the entire country!
Though, the f-ing meteo always sucks at predicting what really happens. But long story short, it's almost spring and things WILL start to warm up soon!
Thanks Monique, here's hoping the meteo actually gets it right this time! :) Sunshine can always fix my mood (a bit anyway)
One of my profs told me winds up to 110km/hr are expected tomorrow. Yikes :(
SHHH don't listen to the lies your parents are feeding you. I don't let my mom talk to me about the weather... haha let alone my sister who's in frickin Santa Barbara right now.
Oh well, we're in Europe and they're not :-P
Haha, good coping plan Monique ;) You're right, THEY ALL LIE!!! :D
I have the rest of my life to enjoy California sunshine, but I'm only in Europe for another few weeks. Best make the most of it, crap weather or not.
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