You know you're an emotional pregnant lady when you look at your sleeping puppy and start to pet her and she licks your hand...
...and you cry and tell her love her.
It could also be the sleep deprivation and 300 pages of journal articles I've been wading through since yesterday contributing to my space-cadetedness.
So I'm counting down the hours and minutes and seconds until I'm sitting on the porch of this cabin the Smoky Mountains. It's the Thanksgiving plan for the year, which definitely tops last year's "just had my wisdom teeth removed" Thanksgiving. I just have to survive until 8:30 Tuesday night when we arrive at said cabin. Like I said, I'm counting down.
...and you cry and tell her love her.
It could also be the sleep deprivation and 300 pages of journal articles I've been wading through since yesterday contributing to my space-cadetedness.
So I'm counting down the hours and minutes and seconds until I'm sitting on the porch of this cabin the Smoky Mountains. It's the Thanksgiving plan for the year, which definitely tops last year's "just had my wisdom teeth removed" Thanksgiving. I just have to survive until 8:30 Tuesday night when we arrive at said cabin. Like I said, I'm counting down.
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You are amazing, Seashell.
I love you.
Both.
All three.