Sorry guys, I’m having a ‘missing the boy desperately and wanting him so bad it hurts’ day… If I had the day off no doubt I’d be knitting tiny hearts and making him a package, but I’m not, I’m stuck at work, so reblogs it is :p
(I do have a teeny tiny 1” long crocheted cow to show you later though :D)
It’s been a few days since my last update, so I’ll just do a super-speedy summation of the last week or so :D
Sent the boy a package the other day, crammed with goodies- he got it while I was driving home and now I have to wait for HIM to get home so I can see him open it- the suspense is killing me!
It appears that the Hutgirl is not on top form today- certainly, she is not the happy, bubbly individual she usually is, and our team have been tracing back through the notes of the lat few weeks in an effort to come up with possible causes for this. Currently, the atmosphere in the observation lab is decidedly ugly, as there appears to be a three way schism going on amongst the research assistants (each favouring their own theories, naturally). Clearly, as head researcher, I cannot take sides in this, but will analyse the primary supected causes completely impartially.
I’m missing the boy quite badly today :( He’s out and about, which I’ve become unused to, and I can no longer text him from my computer- sad times…
It’s times like this when long-distance relationships really hit hard- driving home from the cinema there, the night is so mild and all the stars are out and shining so brightly, all I wanted to do was lie back in a field somewhere with the boy and marvel at the beauty of it all (before rolling over and having my way with him while he gazed up at the heavens and contemplated the wonders of the universe, quite probably!)
Oh welllll- I guess I’ll send a ‘wish you were here’ text and put it on the to-do list for when he visits!
While the Hutgirl is clearly very happy with her choice of mate, it can often be seen that the distance separating them becomes a little bit unbearable at times (3,349 miles to be exact- not that we’ve calculated it…). You can usually tell when the Hutgirl is feeling particularly distant, as a little gift or knick-knack will suddenly urgently need to be sent to America, usually with an accompanying letter expressing various ideas of love and devotion and a general sense of what our researchers believe is ’I miss you’ and often a healthy dose of what we suspect is ’can’t wait to see you’. These are usually in addition to the long late night skype sessions (thank you, technology!), but if several videocall nights are missed, the chance of a present winging it’s way over the wave increases exponentially.
The Hutgirl’s methodology for these varies depending on the gift and the location it is being sent from. If handcrafted goods of some form are being sent, then the love is built into them already, and an accompanying letter is deemed sufficient (albeit on headed notepaper and sealed with sealing wax and the Hutgirl’s initial (a C, in case you’re wondering)).
If, however, the gift is something bought, or the gift is being sent directly from work with no access to her sealing wax, then the envelope itself usually requires some form of extra decoration in the form of little scribbles or sketches with some form of meaning to the boy. This has increased recently as the boy was sad he wasn’t getting any sketches while other people receiving presents from the Hutgirl did…