So in 8 days I'll be headed to AL. Then it's only a matter of days (but I can't tell you how many) until John leaves to head here. I still don't know what day to expect him to land in Mobile, but I know what day he's leaving Afghanistan, so I can guesstimate.
I'm starting to get excited. Like really fucking excited. :) Like a kid in a candy store.
In other news, I'm also happy. I have officially lost 4 pant sizes. I'm down to a 16 from a 24. I was finally able to fit into the dress I wanted at hot topic. I'm happy. I'm healthier than I've ever been and I'm losing weight and I'm happy. Now if only my tongue would allow the swelling to go down and heal. Then I'd be much happier cuz I could eat again without feeling like there was a golfball in my mouth. Stupid tongue ring. Note to self, if you ever take this piercing out, don't get it re done. Do not let anyone shove a needle through your tongue. Not a good idea. LOL.
I'm off to watch netflix again. I had enough fun with the trolls on BG tonight.
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