Have I got the cure for you! Start driving - just an hour or so, that's all it takes - stay in a nice inn, bed & breakfast or whatever tickles your fancy, then order food up to your room. That's right, get into your jammies and start dialing. Pre order dinner and breakfast for the next day too - what the heck! Just keep the private picnics coming. A comfy bed you don't have to make, food you don't have to prepare, a bathroom you don't have to clean and just you and your beloved.
It's pretty darn good.
Throw in a bottle of wine (bring your own - room service ain't cheap) find a channel that, for some reason, keeps playing Friends over and over and over, and you've got a recipe for possibly the coziest night ever.
Yes, you'll still be sad. Every once in a while you might still find yourself thinking, "If things were different, I'd be home with my 6-month old baby" and you might pass a really sweet kids' store and, just for a second, feel like someone has literally kicked you in the gut. But that's really no different than it is at home, is it? And you get all those other things as compensation - the rooms service and pampering, I mean.
I'm running, but I can't hide.
But I am having a good time. Really, I am. The room is beautiful, the bed is comfy, Friends really IS playing over and over and over again and My Beloved is right here with me. Thank God.
And breakfast in our room is just 11 hours away.
I can't hide, but if I have to be found this is as good a place as any.