i feel like, time was going so slow. and its getting slower. its downright.... ridiculous.
i cannot wait til he comes home. i miss him more and more every damn day.
i haven't felt his hand holding mine, or gotten a kiss from him, in over 124 days. thats really a long time.
and ive got quite a ways to go...
although, i was or am not the average navy girlfriend during this deployment.
i didnt waste my days wallowing away, waiting. day in and day out. i get out and get shit done!
ive been working out, taking nolan out to do random little things he enjoys. hang out with my core group of friends. further my education and hone my skill on hair and makeup, i learn new recipies to cook, while mastering a healthier diet, and watch the occasional tv show. i also online shop for outfits to wear when he comes home, and talk to my parents 3 times a week.
i now have 91 days left. and i have yet to complete my biggest goal for this 7 month period.
to lose 40 lbs. so far, ive lost 25. sooo... im gonna take the next 90 days, to lose these last 15 lbs.
i will post no more pictures of myself on facebook, so no one especially him can see what i look like
til the day he gets back! he has seen my progress so far, and continues to encourage me and tell me how proud he is. but i feel like these last 15 lbs, will make such a difference. its the last bit of weight.
this is how he saw me before he left>>
and this is what i look like now...
i cant wait to lose that last 15!!! he will be so excited, and i wont be so 'sexually deprived' anymore. haha!
WISH ME LUCK!!!!!! <3
