Feeling: elated (or, liekomfgsquee!)
Listening to: G.F. Handel's Messiah - Hallelujah Chorus (in my head)
Reading/Watching: nothing

Today is the day I spent a few hours wanting to stand on rooftops and shout at the top of my lungs:

HE DOESN'T HAVE TO GO! HE'S NOT LEAVING ME! HE GETS TO STAY!

Mon coeur doesn't have to go to Korea for a year. Some other guy volunteered for overseas assignments to Korea, and he was put in mon coeur's place. Now we don't have to have a secret military elopement and horrible lonely online relationship and put his things in storage and transfer ownership of the car and re-learn how to sleep alone andandand... he gets to stay.

Instead of a year of crappy, followed by fifty-nine years of togetherness, we get the full sixty. Hallelujah.

Sorry I didn't come home this afternoon, Nimsay. He told me the news once he got out of work, and since then we've been... celebrating. ::blush::

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