142: Well, this is pretty obvious. That's how many days I have until I have to face the final test and wear a bathingsuit...IN PUBLIC. I don't even own a go-to bathingsuit. I have been limping by on too small boardshorts and tanktops for far too long. The other day I was cleaning my closet (real shocker) and I came across a bathing suit I bought probably 3 years ago hoping to wear someday. It's sad that 3 years later, and I'm no where close to wearing that thing.
97: Who wouldn't be excited to have their husband FINALLY live with them after 9 months of wedded bliss? I am beyond excited and having a very hard time patiently awaiting this day. However, my waistline is not excited. Case in point, I gained 5 lbs back while the hubs was home. I like to look at that 5 lbs as a learning opportunity (ahem, *cough* *cough*...excuse). Atleast now I know what I'm up against and I am going to have to discipline myself to control my portions and not eat more just because my husband can eat enough to feed a small army and barely gain an ounce.
92: Jason will be kissing Ft. Polk goodbye in 92 days. (Insert angels singing the hallelujah chorus). So, why did I add this? I'm a stress eater and while I will be going crazy with excitement when having him here is so close, I'm sure I'll be worrying like crazy:
* How are we going to fit in a tiny apartment
* Am I going to continue eating well and not let his eating habits influence me
* And my favorite.....how am I going to handle living with a guy (for more than two weeks at a time?)
So, there you have it. I have a lot to look forward to in the next couple of months...and ALOT of work to do!
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