I have a… hmm… friend with benefits who live in another country. So we don’t see each other very often, even if we chat pretty much every day. Today he’s finally coming to visit again, and it’s been the longest time between visits yet. Almost a year. So now I’m feeling silly and anxious about seeing him again.
What if I’ve gotten uglier… fatter… smellier? What if I’ve sprouted a tail and I didn’t notice?
Okay, maybe not. But you get the point. When it’s that long between visits, it’s almost like meeting for the first time every single time. So. Me. Butterflies. Now.
About to get ready and drive to the airport to pick him up now. Still haven’t decided on what I’m wearing. *panic*