Well tomorrow is D-day. Well not the official D-day but Roy heads out to VA tomorrow morning. I have to bring him to base for 6am, its going to be a REAL early and sad day tomorrow. The tears have already started days ago but I've been trying hard to hold them back in front of him. Last night I just couldn't help it, we were laying on the couch just looking at each other and they just started to flow. I've never felt this way about anyone before and I'm glad that I know I can feel this way about someone as much as it sucks.
Roy is at work now and doesn't know what time he's getting home but I hope its before 2pm so he can drive me to work (since my car is going to car heaven soon) if not Amanda offered to drive me. I don't even want to go but I don't want to leave them hanging with one less closer tonight. At least I'll be getting out at 7pm and not 9pm. It is still plenty of time to spend with Roy.
Well before the tears start flowing again I better get up, shower and continue to clean the house.
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