You're causing my anxiety to hit record highs today.
See, I haven't heard from you in over 2 days now. I have no idea in the world where you are. It's kind of a funny feeling thinking that you could be anywhere on the globe! For the last 250 days, I've known for the most part where you are. Except now. I have my ideas, my guesstimations, but they are only that, guesses.
Adding to the anxiety is that people keeping joking that you're going to surprise me. I don't want that. I'm a planner, I like things a certain way, I have a certain vision in my brain. Surprises do not fit in. But I can't help thinking whenever I open the gate that you'll be sitting in the backyard, or when I go out there you'll be, or I'll even wake up to you making breakfast downstairs. Ah, it makes me heart beat fast, but in an anxious way! I'm panicking here! Every phone call I get, I'm jumping. So call me, already!
You'll be happy to know that I'm taking advantage of this time off and keeping busy.
Take today, for example. I no longer can wait for word on where you are, so I cleaned the entire house. Top to bottom. Ok, except for the bathrooms, those will be tomorrow. I vacuumed real well and mopped the floor. I dusted, I wiped, I even washed the sheets. Yeah, I wanted clean clean sheets for when you arrive, but they were too far gone. Now I'll enjoy them, alone, tonight!
Oh, and the repair guy came to look at our washer. The timer is messed up and we need to replace it. I say, let's replace the whole thing!
I haven't been making much dinner either. I can't get myself to do it. Christina and her mom have been very nice and feeding me. We even went out to dinner tonight! It was delicious.
Anyway, what I'm getting at is that you just need to call me. Or come home. But for God's sake, do NOT surprise me. I don't think my heart can handle it!