Oh The Waiting

I'm waiting. Waiting to decorate, waiting to clean, waiting to organize, waiting, waiting, waiting. I'm kinda tired of waiting. But Wait I shall. All things that are worth anything, are worth waiting for.

Hubby will be home on RNR in less than a month (YEA) and I am high with anticipation. I am scared to see how we fit together, scared to see how he reacts to being home, the new home. See how he adjusts to my new friends that I NEEDED to make. How all the new people mesh with the old ones. 

I'm scared, scared that it will be weird when he comes, that we will struggle to find our niche again. It's like we are dating all over again and I am nervous all over again, it's a good nervous, but nervous none the less.