Bring Home That Money, Honey

So David got a job delivering pizzas and I'm super proud of him. He's using the money to give the kids an awesome Christmas and to help pay for coming here next summer. Problem, I haven't talked to him since Saturday. As far as I can tell, he leaves to go to work at about 4:30 and doesn't get home until about 12 or 1am. If I was him, I wouldn't want to talk to ANYONE when I got home.

So here's my feelings: I'm super proud of him and I KNOW that he's out working, bringing home that bacon for the kids (and me in some form) and not avoiding me. I'm also super disappointed cause I haven't talked to him in so long. I mean, we've went longer times with out talking, so that doesn't bother me. It's just that talking to him is the highlight of my day. And I feel like I shouldn't put so much emotional value into him, but I'm so in love with him. I can't help it.

I also feel, on some level, that if I don't think about him all the time that I'm not... caring about him enough. It's like when someone dies and you mourn TOO long over them. The dead person wouldn't want you to be all mopey about them dieing. They would want you to live your life. And that's how I feel about missing David: I should miss him, but not let it make me mope around the house all day cause he wouldn't want that.

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What else is there to talk about...

Oh, my diet starts back up today. I'm pretty excited because I KNOW I'm going to lose weight. I started out at... a certain number.... and I lost 21 pounds over the course of the whole thing. While I was off of it, I gained back 6 pounds. Not to shabby. So my total weight loss, as of right now, is 15 pounds. I'd like to lose about another 15-20 pounds this time around. That would put me at my high school weight, but not the lowest I was in high school. Exciting!

Over and out ♥