I miss Clay..

It hasn't exactly been quiet the last couple of weeks, far from it.. But they aren't things I can blog about to the rest of the world..

Clay has been gone for 11 days.. Still not to the halfway mark.. I miss him..

As usual, all the crap that has been happening around here didn't start until he left.. I told him the last time we talked that I was considering moving to Africa just to keep everything drama free.. As long as he is home, nothing goes wrong.. There are no surprises, no dilemmas, no drama.. Nothing at all.. Then he goes to work and everything gets out of whack..

*sigh*

I shouldn't complain though.. Yesterday when I was talking to Clay I said "nothing ever goes wrong when you are home." and he replied "then I need to find a job in the states".. Truly it does sound wonderful.. But in all actuality? No.. Not a good idea..

For starters, we never argue.. Never.. We have not had a real argument in almost 3 years.. Why would we? Who wants to spend even a second of his time at home fighting?

Second, we just don't get to that 'comfortable' stage of marriage that younger couples dread.. You know, that 'sit in bed and read a book' kind of comfortable? Or that 'don't need to have a conversation at dinner' kind of comfortable.. Or even that 'I need a night out away from my spouse' kind of comfortable..

We talk.. Real conversations.. Not just "we are out of milk" or "how are we going to pay rent?" But real conversations.. We talk about religion, politics, music, sports.. Whole uninterrupted conversations.. We do everything together.. Grocery shopping, lunch, yard work, we even do the laundry together.. We don't get tired of being together because we both know that in an month he will go away again.. So every minute we spend together is worth something.. And no, there is no book reading at night either..

Not to mention, he just would not be happy doing anything but working in the oil field.... He has worked other jobs, and though he was good at them (he is good at everything he does) he absolutely hated them.. And let me tell you, he is an absolute dick when he has to work at a job he hates..

So yes.. In theory, Clay home every evening like other husbands sounds wonderful.. But when I think about other couples (some, not all) who do see each other every day and compare them to Clay and me, I think that in a way I'm luckier than most.. Maybe we appreciate each other a little more, maybe we are a little nicer to each other, a little more considerate, maybe we don't take each other for granted as much..

I dunno..

But I still miss him..

A lot..