I feel like a little kid.
A little kid waiting for Christmas. Except Christmas is Johnny and the little kid is me.
You know what the worst day is in the wait for Christmas? December 23rd, the day before the day before Christmas. That's where I am right now. It is the day before the day before Johnny comes home and it is going by so slow!!
I woke up this morning and thought, "Sweet, Johnny comes home tomorrow." and then I realized that today is Wednesday and he doesn't get home til Friday. Boo :(
Are we there yet?
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