I get to pick this guy up tomorrow. Because he's mine, all mine.
Tomorrow we'll be together again...
and that makes me so, so, so happy.
Perhaps we can do a little outlet shopping while we're down there....which also makes me happy (just to clarify: the enduring happiness experienced due to my husband's return is in no means comparable to the shallow and fleeting happiness experienced through clothing purchases, HOWEVER, it doesn't hurt to look good).
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