... and I put on socks this morning for the first time in several months. Boo-urns.
OH is having a boys weekend in the beginning of the week with a friend of his, so it's me and the kitty for a couple of days. It means I can burp and fart to my heart's content, too :) I'm so not a lady.
Since I don't need to worry about feeding OH (his cooking skills are somewhat lacking) and just me, I don't need to do much grocery shopping for the week, as I'm perfectly happy eating salad and soup. Or making popcorn.
I love OH dearly, but I'm one of those that fully believe that the parties in a relationship do need time away from each other in order to keep things healthy and interesting. He's my best friend and all, and I can't imagine my life without him in it, but I will admit I have been looking forward to having a few days to myself.
And I'm thoroughly going to enjoy getting up for work tomorrow morning and walking out to the living room and not seeing his underpants on the floor.
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