Damn! My feet hurt.
She rubbed her calves, slightly rotating her ankles as pain radiated along her muscle legs. She had been running around and standing for hours all day. Now, she was suffering from the aftermath.
"Just one more night, Andy." She tapped the papers in her hand and inserted them into a folder. "That was it." Their honeymoon was over.
Tomorrow, they would be going back home.
Home, sweet home!
But could she even call it her home?
"It is your home while married." She reminded herself as she cleaned up her workstation.
Their last days had been like a whirling tornado. They could barely sit still, let alone have time to rest and socialize.
When her husband said this was no vacation, she started to believe it. Their entire day was full of meetings, planning, and paperwork.
"Pack up tonight. We leave early tomorrow morning." He told her