24 hours. That's how long it has been since my family took off on a plane. CB and I were not on that flight. Here is the part where I say "ever since I was born, my family has meant the world to me." False. I had to run off to college for a year, come back, have my heart broken all before I realized that family IS my world. Family BECAME my world. Family truly was all I had. Now they are gone and I have to begin my new life with out them to come "home" (which is an extremely fluid concept for me right now). I praise God for the ingenuity He has given man in inventing Skype. It has changed my life, that's for sure. By this I mean I only wailed half as loud (this majorly embarrassed my dear little sis)at the airport as I would have had we not lived in a world with Skype. After my four favorite people in the entire universe disappeared through the airport security, I hopped in the car with CB and prayed that her tears would just pour out, and not brim in her eyes, thus obstructing the view of the crazy roads we have to drive to get to our August home. Prayers answered. We arrived at our August residence all in one piece, around....oh shucks, I have NO IDEA.
We awoke the next morning [too] bright and [too] early to drive to work. For all of you out there wondering, the work will be exceptionally tedious. For all of you out there wondering, I am going to adore working in that office. The people all seem very lovely and they will all definitely make the 8 hour day go faster. For all of you out there wondering, I work 7:30-3:30, not 9-5. For all of you out there wondering, I do prefer that. Makes me very sleepy in the night time.
As I am falling asleep at the keys, my eyes are shutting but mind is still a whirl. Thinking about how I will miss my family so much over the next however-long-it-is-until-I-get-to-see-thier-darling-faces, even though I know I should try to avoid this very thought and just let the next Skype call excite me. I'm thinking about how my alarm rings too early. BILLY (for you froggy)! I am thinking about how it's only a matter of months before the fat girl inside of me starts showing up on the outside. In other words, I need help thinking of ways to get the butt moving, at least for 60 minutes a day. Just like the NFL is always promoting. The first NFL game is in 4 days and the first Packers game in in 10! At least I think and hope I am right, because I am needing my footzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.........
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