Day 363.

Dear New Husband,

I. am. exhausted.

24 hours of being up.
Several thousands of miles of travel.
Horrible layover in Paris.
Being questioned in the airport [Which I loved - like being a non-promiscuous, female James Bond!].
And the woman sitting next to me on one of my flights that was coughing and vomiting. . . Ah, traveling during flu season.

What is truly not to love?

At least I caught up on all the movies I have been wanting to see. And I got to see you!

I hope you know that my lack of excitement is a reflection of how tired I am; not a reflection on how I feel about you.

If you need to remember how I feel about you, please see entries from Day 362 - Day 1.

I love you,
Your New Wife that is incredibly sleepy.