Sir is coming in less than a week!
It’s just for a few days, but I can’t be picky.
I’m so excited.
Sir is coming in less than a week!
It’s just for a few days, but I can’t be picky.
I’m so excited.
I remember this time last year: dropping him off for his flight at an ungodly hour of the morning, coming home and curling up with the jacket he left here. I remember how scary and uncertain everything felt.
I just got home from dropping him off for yet another unreasonably early flight. A lot of stuff still has some time to withstand, but I’ve learned we’ve got a pretty good track record for that.
Please bear with me for a few days while I gather myself after what was a lovely visit. I’ll finish Halfway There and get you all caught up very soon. I promise.
But, for now, I’ve got to get back into bed and remind myself that I’ll see him soon.
I have at thing for pretty feet, and I also enjoy having my own feet worshipped.
This is how I welcomed Sir when he arrived.
A little artsy foot worship to let you know how the visit is going.
He’s taunting me about bringing a few surprises when he arrives later today. You all should know there is nothing I hate more ardently than surprises. I don’t like being out of the loop. I don’t like feeling like something is coming and not being sure how I will react to it. Bleh. No.
I was pouting and insisting he tell me when he replied, “some things are for you to wonder and for me to know.”
Unf.
Tonight is the last night I sleep alone before Sir visits.
And tomorrow I’ll be up past my bedtime for an entirely different reason.
It’s been too long.
This is at the top of the list of stuff we need to do when Sir comes and visits.
Guys guys guys guys.
Sir is coming for Labor Day and staying the week.
Oh my gosh I’m so excited I can barely hold it together.
Perfect cures for stress:
Consensus for today: life is good.