When You Have To Go Away, You Have To Go

(We are cuddling, a couple of days before I have to leave the country for a month.)

Partner: “I don’t want you to go for so long…” *pause* “I guess at least I’ll have work to distract me.”

Me: *sigh* “Ooh, also, when I’m gone you can poop with the door open all the time!”

Partner: *lightens up a bit* “Yeah! I promise I’ll think of you every time I do it!”