7 days

One week.
That is all.



Things are being sold,packing has yet to begin and it's a rainy day outside. This all comes together perfect for a freak out by my part this morning as to which I had to leave the room so he wouldn't know it. So the rainy day has nothing to do with it but being nasty outside just makes the day worse. I'm still smoking,which I do regret. He has stopped so why can't I? (no response) We haven't talked much about the upcoming days, I guess it will happen when time gets closer. I have in my mind of what is to come into the room with me when I return to my parents home of his. Clothes will remain hung up and his cologne will stay on the dresser so I can still know his smell when he is gone. You would think he is going to be gone for years but it's only a little over 2 months.

Not much more to report on, just counting down the days.

144 hours