I miss my hubby.
I have not seen him or spoken to him in FOUR days.
4 days might not seem much for most people.
But 4 days has felt like 4 years to me.
I'm not being mushy or gross, but I really REALLY miss him lor.
=(
Hearing his voice at the end of everyday always made me feel better.
Knowing that there is someone there who cares about me and want to know what my day was like.
Knowing that my other half is doing well, despite his grueling training.
Knowing that the person on the other end is my husband!
He has been busy the past 4 days doing his out field thingy.
Lying & rolling in mud, eating packed food and sleeping in holes and whatever they actually do.
Poor thing.
But I know that he is a determined and strong person.
After he finishes this, I'm sure the days will pass even faster as the toughest is over.
=)
Tomorrow is his last day out field.
Hopefully he would be able to book out tomorrow!!
He's gonna be even more skinny.
=(
He has lost so much weight!
Gonna feed him fat fat when everything is over.
I miss you dear, come home soon...
