1 of 120 Days

I woke at 5am this morning. Body still thought I'm in Brisbane (coz it should be bright shining 7am back there...the usual time I've been waking up for the past 2 weeks). So I'm going to make good use of this "confusion". Meeting Siew Chin for gym tomolo morning. Yah, we said we better go back to our regime or else...

Great to be back at work (never thought I'll say that). But everyone is especially nice..coz from my puffy eyes, they correctly guessed that I flooded the airport yesterday. Well, I basically cried from Blythe Street (hubby's house) all the way back to Jalan Tenteram (my block). Basically soaked hubby's shirt, the plane seat and my bed. Drama? Hee...should have witnessed the scene at the departure gates.

Guessed I over-estimated myself. Thought I could hold on better and come back brag about it to my colleagues. But at least I know I won't need to sleep with diapers over my head, that's for sure. I thank God though, for allowing this little 4-mth separation (120 days), coz it made us realised we can miss each other so much.

Today is Day 1 of 120 days. I'm counting down...with hope and joy, coz I see alot of light at the end of the tunnel.