Short-timer attitude

My baby's coming home.

This is a huge statement for me. I am having a hard time wrapping reality around it. I think I am doing all the right things to prepare for it. I've washed her car...and I'm in the process of adding a coat of wax. I'm cleaning her room...Faith has inhabited it quite joyfully and it needs a good dusting. We are taking the car in to have it's little hiccup problem cared for today. I'm trying to focus on getting the house in shape after it's long appointment with clutter. But I am having such a hard time with distraction. Christmas season is here, you see. As you can tell, my mind was focused outward, instead of inward toward wifely things. I have yet to get much Christmas shopping done. Fortunately, my list isn't very long this year. I have taken on the added time-constraint of house/dog sitting for a week, starting today. Finances being what they are, it is a blessing - however, it is a bit sticky in the timing department.

What isn't reality is the emotion of it. Sooo many people are squealing with excitement when they find out the date. I'm not. I guess it's because it seems she is only coming for a visit. I have a strong suspicion that she is a short-timer in the "live at home" department. She seems to have grown quite the set of wings. I guess my heart has grown accustomed to the thought. Time will tell, though! Let's see what happens when I see her face close up, and hold her in the biggest hug you have ever seen. I have a feeling that all the emotions I've been looking for will find me, and settle in. Look out, Chuck, and have a box of Kleenex handy!