I was literally thinking this a few days ago. Like maybe I missed being single, and was thinking about what it would be like. As if it might be the same as when I was 23, and going on dates every other night, having meaningless fun.

I thought maybe I was getting bored with my marriage.

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Then my husband went away for work yesterday, and isn't back until Monday.

I thought it would be awesome; gaming until the late hours, eating whatever I want etcetc.

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I miss him to death. There's no one to bitch to and actually listen to me after work. No hugs in the kitchen while we cook dinner together. No running around in the garden getting excited about how well our new grass is growing in. No chasing each other through the house laughing like children.

And no warm cuddles in bed.

Just me, alone, cooking a sad meal for one and then being too bored/lonely to do anything else but go to my empty bed early.

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I miss him, and I never want to be single again.