I knew it wouldn’t last long. This morning? I cursed getting up. Waited until the very last minute. Out of sorts, forgot phone at home had to quickly turn around to fetch it. Ugh.

Wednesday night I got home at midnight, crawled into bed and crashed. Didn’t see He Who Makes Me Smile the entire day…came into work the next morning for an 11 hour day. By the time I got home last night I was beat. And even more than beat, I felt sad. I have become *that* girl* the one who misses her significant other when she doesn’t see him for two days. Life is happier when I spend time with He Who Makes Me Smile. Period.

Tonight is another long night…heading to Curtain Up and won’t be home until late. 3rd day in a row. I’m ready for the weekend and lots of time with He Who Makes Me Smile.