“Be the bigger otter” – taking theoretical relationship advice from the otter couple at the zoo

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See this picture here? This is the smaller otter (I’m assuming the smaller one was the lady) hissing very aggressively at the bigger otter when ever he would try and go on the rock patch. After several attempts at trying to go chill with his lady and just getting yelled at for it he just kinda said “f*** it” and kept walking over to her as she backed into a corner. I though there was about to be a show down. But there wasn’t. Once he got her in the corner they just got all cuddled up and lay down together.

The reason I relate this to human monogamist relationships is because sometimes it reminds me of me and Mr. F . This is because due to our limited amount of time together (2 weeks before he’s gone again for another 4 :() we really don’t have time for petty fights.

Of course that doesn’t stop me from getting moody about petty things and vice versa. So, we have had to learn when it’s just not worth it to waste another second fighting when we could be enjoying each others company. I think this is one of the reasons why our relationship is strong, because we can let things go when they just aren’t important. We’ve learnt how to apologize better and also how to communicate what the actually issue is. So I guess there is a minimal upside to him being gone all the time… lol

I hope you enjoy the cute otter picks and the post! Happy blogging!

"Is this what you wanted? Is this how you wanted our Tuesday to go, Tina?"
“Is this what you wanted? Is this how you wanted our Tuesday to go, Tina?”

Hello bloggers

This being my first post I guess I should explain why I chose to start a blog….

As the title of my page suggests, I have 28 days between proverbial Fridays.

This is because my boyfriend (common law husband if we’re getting technical) works for 28 days straight, 2,000 kilometers away from our home in Peterborough Ontario. He works in Red Lake Ontario as a diamond-core driller. He takes a flight from Toronto to Winnipeg, and then from Winnipeg to Red Lake. So there’s no coming home after work.

There is a plus side to this though; when he does finally come home he is home for 14 days straight. So I might have the week from hell waiting for him, but every time he comes back its like the best weekend of my life, every time.

Thus, this is a memoir of how I live my life as a women in a serious, committed relationship, who’s other half spends two thirds of his time working away in a different time zone.

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