London Calling

My wonderful, beautiful, and talented husband has just decided to turn our world upside down.  "Decided to" may be a little bit of an exaggeration but it's more fun to blame him so it's totes his fault.

I'll provide some background... The company he works for has offices all over the globe and they do an exchange program for employees who are interested. Jon had volunteered to do this every time the opportunity has arisen - Singapore for a month, Brazil for 2 weeks, etc.  Each time he thought he was going he would eventually be left disappointed, while I may have secretly been celebrating.

Recently the opportunity presented itself for an exchange to their offices in London. Naturally, Jon volunteered (side note: Jon and I got married in October so it has been less than a year. Should I be concerned he's taking any opportunity possible to get away? I don’t think I should be as I look so delicious that people want to eat me...or maybe it was just a really drunk girl at my wedding who told me that but that's besides the point).To my surprise a couple of weeks ago he was told there was an 85% chance that he would be going...for 3 months. While this is an extremely long time for him to be away, being the naturally supportive and fantastic wife that I always am I encouraged him to go. Not only am I a huge fan of London but he would be there during the Olympics. No brainer! I foolishly thought.

Since then we have anxiously been awaiting official news (anxious may or may not mean Annie telling everyone she passed on the street until Jon had to tell her to stop even though she had already easily told everyone she knows. But this is all hypothetical or something like that).

Finally, yesterday morning Jon got the great news! It had been confirmed that he is going to London! Yay for Jon and all of those lovely accented Brits who get to spend time with my wonderful husband, except for the girls (whores!). There are just a couple of kinks in this plan: numero uno is that he’s supposed to be starting July 9th, less than a month from now but we’ll manage. Numero dos, and this is the kicker, it's for 6 months! Now I'm hyperventilating, overflowing with excitement for his wonderful opportunity and sickness for being away for such an ungodly amount of time. I think I forgot to mention that as a 27 year old adult I HATE with a PASSION being alone!!!!! I thought if the caps didn't drive home the severity of my feelings that the punctuation would.

And thus Annie created the blog in 35 minutes and planned to rest for the next 60. Bible reference get it? Er, ok so it wasn't that good.

In order to keep from going absolutely bat shit cray, I started a list of things I wanted to accomplish while he's away. I'm hoping that this becomes the journey of scratching these things off of my list, no matter how mundane the path to scratching becomes. That sounded a little unhygienic.

Some of the items are more specific than others and you are more than welcome to judge the specificness or lack there of but this is my list and not yours so shut up. Or make your own. I expect my list to evolve over time or rather I’m really hoping more than anything that it does. What’s a journey without some fun and exciting twists and turns? Am I right guys or am I right?

So cheers to happy scratching! Eck, you know what I mean.