Mike is at work until later this evening and I am hanging out with the cats (Dio is glued to my hip!) and thinking about knitting. In two weeks Mike will be driving back to NY. I still haven’t decided if I am going to accompany him. Part of me wants to go and see my family and another part of me thinks it will be easier to just let him leave and not drag it on for another 3 days. My mom keeps hinting about wanting to see me, but I don’t know if I want to go.

If I stay then I will make Thanksgiving a longer trip than I originally planned. I have yet to take an entire week off from work so I may tack a few days onto the holiday and drive up for the week. Mike wonders why I am not upset with the fact that he is leaving in two weeks. I am, I am just not ready to get upset. I figured I would wait until he is actually gone to have a good cry about it. But also, life has to go on. He will leave and then I will have to get up and go to work the next day. Part of me is happy that I will be able to go back to my 12-15 hour work day guilt free. I also realize that he will be back before I know it. I just really want him to finish so I don’t want to give him any reason to be distracted from his goal.

Time will fly by like it has in the past and next thing we both know he will be moving down here for good. We really are only talking about May 2008 which is only 8 months away. 8 months that will be punctuated with holidays, semester breaks, conference travel and time off. It will fly by. I anticipate seeing one another every 4 weeks. Not too horrible, not ideal, but not horrific either.

I plan on working and getting back to the gym. I want to drop 50 pounds by February and then another 30 by Mike’s graduation. I know I can do it.

Life is pretty good. Work is about to go insane with the students returning Tuesday. We have some really fun programs in the works for the semester and there is a lot of exciting things happening in the library to keep me distracted and busy.

I’ll be okay.