Limey Husband

David leaves on Monday for Nottingham for at least a month, maybe until sometime in August. I'm excited for him and really bummed, as now I'm going to have to lift all the heavy stuff myself.

Then I thought it would be fun to drop a few pounds while he's gone and get back into shape - something that always seems easier to do when you're not cooking/buying groceries for two or having to have dinner every night.

And then I thought, what if for the first month I'm very sad and end up eating crates of Krispy-Kremes and end up putting on 20lbs, and then suddenly his project ends and he's back home.