5 days, 21ish hours and counting....
So yeah, BAAAAAD day. Didn't get to talk to my baby, really. Very much missing him after my first night sleeping alone in a few...(I was spoiled quickly). Very lonely. Then stuff with getting entirly drenched immediately before work, working miserable, and then work being horrible on top of it, tiredness, stress, etc. Got through the night with my countdown. "Just 1 more day......One more day....." or "6 more days and I will be far away with all of my shtuff, my kittens, and cuddling with my baby...". The only way that I got through.
It's funny, 'cause as miserable as it can be here, and as miserable as I can feel, I am so fucking happy. The countdown means both an unhappy time here, something to get through, but also the happiness and LIFE that lies ahead of me. I dunno.
I miss my baby. So much already. At least I know that it'll only be a week this time. And that I'll get to spend lots of time with him once I get there....
I'm tired.
It's funny, 'cause as miserable as it can be here, and as miserable as I can feel, I am so fucking happy. The countdown means both an unhappy time here, something to get through, but also the happiness and LIFE that lies ahead of me. I dunno.
I miss my baby. So much already. At least I know that it'll only be a week this time. And that I'll get to spend lots of time with him once I get there....
I'm tired.