Packing is done, cooler is packed with waters, gatorades, and soda, and this girl is heading for a (probably tearful) bath and then bed.

I miss t probably because I'm heading out of town tomorrow at noon. When I'm at home, she's only 15 minutes away. Not that I would go to her house, but it's comforting that she's so close when I am getting so emotional. You know? The plus for me, in knowing where she lives (since I see her at her home office). But I'm going about 8 hours away. Oh well. All will be well. She'll still be just a text or phone call away if I really get desperate. I don't think I will though. I'm determined to let loose and have fun.

Night couchies!!