This month has been insane. It's almost October and I have no idea where September went. Maybe it's because I turned 27 this month. Old age does tend to make the mind go...
Kidding. Kind of.
We've had family or friends staying at our house every night for the last 3 weeks. Our current tenant is the Marine. Now I love my brother, but I have to close the door to my guest room currently so as not to cry when I walk by and see my perfectly decorated room covered in boy stuff. Either that, or I run by the open door really fast with eyes averted. I don't know how I'll ever live with a teenager.
We've had someone at the house every night. Every. Night.
I love company, I love games, I love good food, but I miss my quiet nights curled up on the couch with Mr. Perfect. I miss my tv shows. I miss my slow quiet life!!!
I need some Mr. Perfect time. We've both been falling into bed exhausted every night. I barely remember what it's like to hug that man.
But I'm so thankful for this time with the bro before he heads to A-stan. And I guess I can breathe in October.... It's just a few days away!