Last week, luckily, seemed to fly by. I won't lie, the thought of Mark being gone for twelve whole days caused me so much anxiety. I knew that during the week would go by just fine. There was a lot going on already. I got to meet Annabelle's teacher and dance class started for me, plus Annabelle had gymnastics. But the weekend... I thought it would be hard with a capital H.
We were actually so busy getting back into our schedule, that all of a sudden it was Friday and I was realizing that I miss Mark like crazy. Just that adult conversation each night, a cuddle while watching TV or playing some cards together. I am missing it.
We are counting down the days, five more.I'm glad everything is going smoothly but I can not wait for Friday around midnight to get here. Then life will get back to normal.