The timeline is this:
He leaves on February 12th and arrives in London on the 13th. Works in London until Feb. 26th. Home to Austin for a couple days (hopefully including my birthday) and then taking off again back to London without me for 12 weeks...
It's not like I didn't know the dates -- it just hadn't really *registered* -- but now it seems so tangible and so soon. Part of the onset of the panic because I know that once he leaves, I will get approximately 7 or 8 days of him over the following 14 weeks.
I could use some reassurance from my expat friends that it will be ok, that I can pack an entire house by myself, get the dog ready, finish my coursework, work on my dissertation, and generally make it through those 14 weeks managing to get through the day to day before heading over....holy crap. This feels very real all of a sudden.
Did any of you experience this?