Ca-rrrrrrrazy.

This week is going to be ca-razy. I dropped Husband at work at 5:45pm and will pick him up at 2am. From there we will go to "breakfast" (really late dinner? dinnerfast?). Either way it is intended to kill time till he has to be at the airport at 6am, two hours away (story problem son). I'm sure it will leave us feeling disgusting from greasy breakfasts food, loads of coffee and lack of sleep. He will fly through the night and end up mid-day in the place that might be or new home. I have been trying to mask my anxiety as much as possible. He spent the evening and morning studying, practicing potential interview questions and packing. I have been acting like a crazy tiger mom: drilling him and telling him 100 times to keep his answers concise. I'm sure I will melt into a hot mess after I leave him at his gate. We will know one way or another after Wednesday. Aka when I can exhale. I packed our camera and urged him to take lots of pictures of the "amenities" and only grocery store (a girls gotta know what she's working with). I'll keep ya posted. -M