Somebody save me!!!

I lived by myself for seven years. I did everything alone. I walked the seawall, went shopping. Wandered around the park and took pictures. Went tanning. I used to get up on a Saturday morning around 8 and go outside. I'd get home around noon, have a shower and be back out doing something, anything before 2. And now? Today I got up at 9:30. Talked to my mom on the phone for a while. I actually had to psyche myself up to leave the house at 12:30. To go tanning. I used to go all the time, and today for some reason I was nervous about it. So, I finally went, to a new salon that was really nice. I also dropped his HP's off at the QuickCobbler for a cleaning. Then I came home. Because I couldn't think of anything else to do. Nothing! I live in a city, it was a beautiful day and I was already outside! But I came home. I managed to get some shredding done this afternoon, about 2 years worth, but only because our financial guy needed something that I couldn't find. And now I've just cleaned the bathroom. AARGHGH!! I miss him! I mean, I miss him because I love him too, but right now I miss him because I'm boring. Without him here, I suck. I can't believe I can't even think of one thing to do. For seven years I didn't have a problem with this stuff. And now, after living with him for less than a year, my brain is mush. I do not know how to entertain myself. On the bright side, at least I'm aware of it now. And I think I have a plan to solve the problem. I think I'll ask him nicely to send me out on my own for a few hours each weekend. Just so I get the hang of it again. Otherwise, he might not be able to go anywhere by himself, ever again. Because this is too much for me. I am boring, and I don't even want to hang out with me.

Oh, the horror!