it has been 18 days since our family took a short break apart...
we're just apart but not separated. does that make sense? somehow i find "separation" too inappropriate a word to describe our situation. true hubby is not physically with me now, but i still feel very much connected to him - mentally, emotionally.
in this 18 days, my 24/7 companion has somehow decided that midnight was her favourite time to do kickboxing stunts. although i'm not participating, her antics has drained me out nonetheless. and when i thought i could take a nap in the afternoon, she decides to make it a full-day affair!
like what the hubby says - 8 more weeks and the kickboxer is out! but before that, i'm counting down to something happier. :) 46 more days until the hubby returns! oh, how can i fast forward these 46 days towards our family reunion.... ?
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