|What my bedroom floor basically looks like x10000|
Apparently, last night was the LAST NIGHT. How did I spend it? Eating Taco Bell and watching Arrested Development like everyone else, o' course. And Christmas shopping for myself (SHOES) because Chase admitted he hadn't gotten anything for me.
And what am I doing today? Still in my pajamas...in bed...with a wet washcloth up against my face because I can't breathe it's so dry up in here, but I don't want to turn the humidifier on because it makes it too hot. The house is a mess. I'm a mess. But, all's well because Chase is coming home tonight (forever). He promised me soup. Now if only time would speed up so he's here already. And for his flight to stop getting delayed. Husbands of sick pregnant wives should get bumped up.