A quick phone call from the husband over lunch turned my frown upside down though (love that man) and I am already looking forward to tomorrow and the amazing dinner I have coming together in the crock pot.
But, it got me thinking. Do you ever just have those days? Where you wonder about your purpose? And if what you're doing really matters or makes any damn difference? Am I getting a little too Ghandi here for you?
I guess I just miss this cheerleading crew.
I guess I'm just bummed that they all had an awesome sleepover with a giant chocolate cake and I couldn't attend.
I just miss 'em. Miss my crew. And feel so lost without them. CrossFit isn't as fun. Eating isn't as fun. Drinking isn't as fun. And sure, we meet new people, but guys, these are pretty much some of the most amazing women you could know - no one could replace them or even hold a candle to them. I was excited and happy to wake up every morning because I knew these sassy ladies would be there to greet the day with me.
I miss that common bond that only Army wives share.
Once again, another post about being Texas-sick. But, here's to finding the bright side tomorrow.