Three Days

This morning at 5:30, GK left for a weekend trip out of state. Now I know this makes me incredibly girly and possibly pathetic as we've only been dating for a little over two months, but.... three days suddenly seems like an impossibly long time. Part of me wishes I could have gone, but the other part knows exactly how bored I would have been. GK will be working at a convention the entire time, and although I do have a couple of friends that live in the city he's going to, one lunch in a whole weekend of work stuff that I know nothing about really didn't seem like a big enough reason to impose myself on the trip and call out sick from work. Also, I would have felt horribly guilty for calling out sick from work and not being sick. I'm one of those people who shows up no matter what. I could be dying and I'd still at least try to work that day. Three days isn't really all that long. Right? No big deal. Right? ...Right? *sigh* suddenly I'm Pathetic Girl, Princess of the Land of Ewwwwwwwww!!