It is February. I see my husband this month! In the interest of full disclosure, I have not yet had a month where I did not see my husband. He left in late November. He came home in December, went back in January, and graduates in February. It is more likely I will have a month or two after this where I will not see him.
So, if I have not yet missed a month seeing him, why am I so freaking excited that it is February and I get to see him this month? Oh yeah, because I miss him!