Sharing your life with someone else is fantastic.
There is something intangibly good
about the act of committing to spend
your days with another person.
While I completely adore my life with Tyler,
and am eagerly awaiting his arrival to the wedding hoopla...
I really must say:
I am loving my days back home by myself.
When Tyler finally shows up,
I'll have to bounce back into my adult self...
Seemingly foreign activities such as
making my bed, turning down my blaring music, & the addition of protein to my diet
will quickly return to my daily life.
But in the meantime,
I'm living it up.
Does anyone else morph into a
younger & deliriously naive version of yourself
upon returning to your childhood home?