i love to travel. i mean who doesn't right? but honestly, it can get old. the bf has his own business that requires frequent travel. i am not part of that business-but i very might well be. when he travels, i am never absent. where he goes, i go. it wasn't that way at the beginning. he used to go alone until he realized it was better with me. my presence allows him to deal, negotiate with people while i work on the side. i write checks, take care of fare, food and i have his toothbrush etc.
that said, i get tired too. unlike him, i still have to work. he is his own boss while i still have obligations in the office. it can get overwhelming. thus, i am a weary traveller by now. (i no longer unpack my bag-i just get the dirty laundry). i get on a plane at least once a week, travel by land and sea all in a couple of days. even the view has lost its charm.
so when the chance comes for me not to travel, i grab it! (ssshhh! don't tell him!) he hates it when i'm not with him. i know, i know he needs me! but really he does. he always calls or texts especially when he's about to sleep. sometimes, it means late nights for me too. but it's okay as long as i'm not there.
after all, its my chance to go out with friends and enjoy a boyfriend free time! oh, and he doesn't know i go out too! sweet!
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