i missed you.
about the only thing that makes waking up at 8 in the fucking morning on a saturday and having to go straight to work is waking up at 8 in the fucking morning on a saturday and it being utterly gorgeous outside.
really…beautiful.
and i know it won’t last — it’s so out of character for new england — but it is truly gorgeous. i went to work, basked in the sunshine on my drive, fixed up a million things that were wrong and could not be right without me, and drove on homeward for some errands and more sunshine. i’ve come up with at least 50+million reasons to go out of doors today, and i’m sure i’ll think of some more. it’s that nice. it’s that much of a break from the giant heaps of bullshit yesterday was.
i may even lounge in a bubble bath today, because everything else so far has been so nice. and tonight, i’m trying out my grown up dishes. brand-spanking-new, picked by my daddy. and they’re awesome.
yes.
mine :