on the other hand, I feel a bit guilty about that - shouldn't I be completely dreading this? BUT that's the thing, while I'm not dreading it I am getting a little pang of hurt in my heart that I'm leaving my sweet pea... the fact that we still haven't moved closer to work for unforeseen circumstances [to be shared at a later date] makes this even more difficult... I have to get in the car and drive over an hour to work, work eight hours and drive over an hour home. I'm going to get home in time to eat dinner/spend around an hour with Penny before she goes to bed.... and the days I have to work late? I won't see her other than when I feed her before I leave for work.
...and now, I'm crying.
I guess my heart isn't quite as cold and frigid as we all thought it was.
so I hear I sit. I crumbled mess of emotions not quite sure how to feel or what I feel.... AND in other news, DJ [who is oblivous to the fact that I'm crying - gotta love observant men] just put on Call Me, Maybe? and is jamming out -- yup. cloud lifted. smile on my face.
gotta love that man.
emotional rant over.I'm going to go hug on my music snob husband who loves himself some Carly Rae Jepsen, that's my special boy...