As of tomorrow, I have 5 weeks until I get to see my honey again.
This may seem like a lot to some people, but to us, this is the home stretch. After an 'annus horriblis', there is finally light at the end if the tunnel and it's getting brighter every day.
Oddly enough, the closer we get to being reunited the more we miss each other, the harder we feel those pangs of separation.
35 more days of fallling asleep and waking up alone, and then I'll be able to fall asleep to the sound of Dave's rhythmic snores and wake up to his sweet face sharing my pillow.
35 more days - and then I'm getting laid! Yeah!