I don't want to be the person that constantly lives for the day that today is not, but I am counting down the days until Friday. My husband is coming home this week, after almost 40 days out at sea, and while the actual day has jumped back and forth from the 8th, 9th, or 10th, he will for sure be home this week; he will be home by Friday.
So I will get up on Monday and Tuesday and Wednesday and go about my grown up responsibilities: go to work, fold laundry, feed the kid and the dogs, pay bills, and grocery shop. But Friday...
It's Friday I'm In Love.
I totally understand that feeling! I'm glad you have a "for sure" day! My day to be in love with was Thursday; it used to be the first day of the weekend. :D
ReplyDeleteRoll on Friday. It's not always good to be waiting waiting waiting for something while life goes past, but when it's waiting for your loved one to return, well who couldn't understand that. We have loved ones coming to stay with us on Wednesday and feel a little similar to you.
ReplyDeleteThat's so sweet!!!
ReplyDeleteExcited for you, even though I'm late checking in here! Hope the reunion was wonderful!
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