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My hubby's homecoming is so close that the sleepless nights have returned with a vengance. I keep having different versions with the same theme for a nightmare. It all has to do with my fear that something is going to go wrong when he gets home. It probably doesn't help that I haven't heard from him in the last couple of days, so now I'm worried he's mad at me. I'm just so over this and how frustrating it has been. I'm sick of waiting, I'm done being patient, I'm just DONE!!! Add in the fact that before he gets home I have to (take a deep breath...) finish the garden, take the dog to get spayed, pick up a friend from the airport, help put a battery in a car, clean the house, figure out what to cook for the first dinner, clean the truck out, clean the garage, finish all the laundry, wash all the bedding, run around and do all the normal errands, and still find time to breathe. I really didn't think that the hubby coming home would be this nerve wracking.