panic mode. Mr. 2nd Lt. leaves in EIGHT days. Holy cow, when did it hit single digits? I was still back in the doubles in my head. I am literally unable to wrap my head around what this is going to be like. I hate this pre-leaving feeling of already starting to miss him before I actually need to miss him, because it feels like its ruining enjoying what time we do still have together.
Sigh.
St. Elizabeth Ann Seton, pray for us.
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