It's a nice place to be until I tip over into "feeling too much."
At work, my boss keeps asking me, "Well, are you excited??"
See, they've absolutely guaranteed my week off for Zee's R&R. And that's awesome.
But they don't give anything for free. They make you pay in guilt trips, their own martyrdom, or in your gratitude.
And apparently, I'm not acting excited/grateful enough to suit the magnitude of their gift to me.
So every day, she asks me, "Ooh, how excited are you??"
And I smile and say, "Very."
Then I go back to work.
I'd like to know how y'all react.
Heather said she reacts in much the same way as me.
I described my feelings this past week as such:
I'm ready for her to be home, if even for a little while. I'm desperate for the her warmth and her smiles. I'm not meant to be without her.
So I am excited. But my excitement is that focused calm, where you can only see the end in sight, and you don't want to blink for fear of it disappearing.
Btw, if I suddenly disappear for, like, seven days - I haven't died. I'm simply kissing and loving my girl, wishing I had more than a week to soak her up.
But seriously - Am I weird for not doing cartwheels? I think the day of I'll be nothing but jumping jitters, but right now I just have to get through these last days. Heather says that's quite normal, but I want to know what it's like for y'all as well.