Today is a great day for David. After 4+ weeks of hard work, 3 weeks away from home, and 5 transatlantic flights in a month, today its paid off. I can't go into details, there goes that work confidentiality thing again, but he's a happy man. I'm so proud of him, yet today I felt like that stupid girl in the MTV reality show, The Real World.
Her boyfriend's mother has died, so he'd left the Real World house and gone home to family. He didn't know whether he would return. All the girl could think about was how lonely she was. How much she missed him. And how much she wanted him back.
Well today, on one of my many calls with David I moaned about my day. However, it should have been all about him and the success he's had. So tomorrow, I'm going to pick him up from the airport, with champagne and balloons in hand and decorate the apartment with banners wishing him 'Congratulations' and 'Welcome Home.'
Now all I need to do is hope and pray that he doesn't read my blog at London Heathrow!
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