Now, he's not here. It sure doesn't take long to get used to having him home when I get home, and in bed next to me when I wake up. Having someone to talk to, and someone to laugh with... *le sigh*
I'm just getting used to things being back to "normal" again. The weeks are feeling very long right now, as I count down to the weekends and my two days in happy hubby-land.
Anyway, my point is that today is Thursday. We're almost there. And, it's time for Thursday 5. Here we go:
I am very Patiently waiting for the weekend 'till Monkey comes home again.
I am Joyful that I'm already seeing a trimmer tummy from my new hobby of Kickboxing which is Marvelous! See my last post for my excitement on this. I just can't get enough. It's so freakin' great!!!
I am Grateful that my husband is soooo patient with me. Last weekend I had a bit of a dramatized stomp out** which was admittedly very immature and uncalled for. I was very moody and didn't want to talk about it, but really wanted my way. I'm not sure I even really told him why I did it. And it wasn't that complicated, and kinda stupid to get all upset about. Thank you babe, for loving me despite being, as my mother calls me, a "pepper pot". ;) You truly are Wonderful!
(**just for the record, this is not how I usually act (with him, Mom). We are actually very good at talking about things and both hate drama-filled arguments and emotional immaturity.)