I just looked at a calendar today. I mean really looked at it. I was trying to schedule a doctor's appointment, and in the middle of the lobby, I did a gimped up happy dance. In a little over two months, my Boss Man is going to be 30 minutes away. I think that's worthy of a gimped up happy dance, and I didn't even care about the stares I received.
Now I just have to remember not to wish the time away.
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