I never thought I’d see the day when Hubby would be more excited than I:)
He’s already having trouble sleeping, and when he does sleep he dreams of us leaving, patting my leg and saying “We’re on our way! It’s real!” like he has done so many times in the past.
Usually, I am the one filled with anticipation. Usually, I am the one too excited to sleep, eat or get anything done in preparation.
In my head, all I can think is “It’s about freakin’ time”.
I can barely keep my eyes open when I get home from work, falling asleep on the couch til hubby gets home from work.
I still get nothing done though. That hasn’t changed. LOL
My appetite is volatile, coming and going depending on the amount of fatigue I feel.
Sleep is sporadic, rarely sleeping more than 4 hours at a time.
Last night, feeling sore and achy, I took an Advil PM. I was asleep by 10:30 PM and up this morning at 4:30 AM.
That’s 6 whole consecutive hours of sleep!
I have absolutely no work to do at work, other than show the guy that will replace me how to do whatever trickles in.
I am not a good teacher!
Drives me insane to watch him do the work and I make him nervous. I force myself to leave the vicinity.
When I send him on his break I check his work.
I always make him double-check himself when he gets back from his break so he can correct all his errors.
I am bored, bored, bored!!!
I take long breaks, long lunches, arrive late and leave early. I walk constantly during these long breaks and lunches.
My restlessness is so intense I feel like a caged wild animal most of the day.
No wonder I fall asleep as soon as I get home:)