My mind is a bit everywhere right now.
I guess that happens when it FINALLY hits you that you'll be getting your husband back any day now...I really feel like I could throw up any second. Gross.
My mind has been so enveloped in moving,aiden,working,setting up the house,worries & life to stop and think about much. Honestly, I like it that way...when I have too much time on my hands my mind just runs, and then it gets to where I can't sleep and believe me, the world isn't a better place when I dont sleep ;) haha.
Its 10:30 at night in hawaii right now, and since about 7ish this is what I have accomplished:
- Swept & mopped the floors
- cleaned my counter tops
- Swept and moped the floors (not a typo, I did this twice)
- wiped down the insides of the cabinets
- did 2 loads of laundry
- Sterlized a bunch of aidens toys, and ruined a couple in the process
- Cleaned the downstairs bathroom
- picked up his toys
- rearranged the junk drawer
- put a picture in a frame
- Took the picture out, switched it....then proceeded to put the 1st one back
I am a nervous wreck, can ya tell?
It might seem silly, and you may be thinking...your getting your husband back! Why aren't you more excited?? HECK YES - I AM EXCITED....but there is more than just excitment; I would be lying if I didn't say I had those "pre homecoming jitters" and had those lingering questions in my head. The "Will he still think im pretty?" "Will he like what I did with the house?" " Does he still love me the way he did when he left?"
Realistically - the answer to all of those is Yes.
But, I'm a girl. (Stating the obvious)
I know how Pat feels about me, and I know he loves me, of course. I can't explain it...it runs through your head anyway. I guess it just comes with the territory
So without completely throwing OPSEC out the window...I can hang out with him this weekend... I can text him, I can finally wake up beside him.
I thank the good LORD ABOVE for all of those things.
Pat,
See ya at homecoming ;)
I Love you, this you know.
Kels xoxo
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