Seriously.
I kinda feel like I might vomit.
I'm somewhere between 7 to 12 days away from seeing my husband and have this crazy mix of emotions going on that makes me feel like I might lose my lunch at any moment. It also causes me to wake up in the middle of the night for no reason... that is if I can get to sleep in the first place.
I feel like a kid on Christmas Eve because I'm so excited. But maybe I'm also a kid that ate too much candy before going to bed because my stomach is in knots and I'm too excited/hyped up on sugar to sleep.
I'm at work, trying to concentrate... but every 5 seconds my brain goes something like this:
Work, work, work... Chris is coming home... SHIT! Chris is coming home!... There is still so much to do! I still have to (fill in list of menial cleaning the house "busy work" here)... And I need to get my haircut and paint my nails and (fill in long list of personal grooming things that I think I need to do here)... And OMG CHRIS IS COMING HOME!!!!... OMG! What if (fill in list of baseless, stupid, girl fears here)... OMG I think I'm gonna puke.
*take a sip of water and a moment to convince myself not to puke*
And this continues in a constant loop...
So Chris, the moral of this story is that if I look like I haven't slept or eaten in days when I meet you at the airport... chances are that I haven't. So hurry up and get home already!!!
I kinda feel like I might vomit.
I'm somewhere between 7 to 12 days away from seeing my husband and have this crazy mix of emotions going on that makes me feel like I might lose my lunch at any moment. It also causes me to wake up in the middle of the night for no reason... that is if I can get to sleep in the first place.
I feel like a kid on Christmas Eve because I'm so excited. But maybe I'm also a kid that ate too much candy before going to bed because my stomach is in knots and I'm too excited/hyped up on sugar to sleep.
I'm at work, trying to concentrate... but every 5 seconds my brain goes something like this:
Work, work, work... Chris is coming home... SHIT! Chris is coming home!... There is still so much to do! I still have to (fill in list of menial cleaning the house "busy work" here)... And I need to get my haircut and paint my nails and (fill in long list of personal grooming things that I think I need to do here)... And OMG CHRIS IS COMING HOME!!!!... OMG! What if (fill in list of baseless, stupid, girl fears here)... OMG I think I'm gonna puke.
*take a sip of water and a moment to convince myself not to puke*
And this continues in a constant loop...
So Chris, the moral of this story is that if I look like I haven't slept or eaten in days when I meet you at the airport... chances are that I haven't. So hurry up and get home already!!!
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