I’ve been gone for a few days and I literally got homesick and talked my hubby guy (HG) into coming home a day early. I don’t know if ever in my whole life I’ve been homesick…not even at age 8 for my first year of summer camp (well, maybe a little then but I wasn’t about to admit it). So today I’m am quite joyful just to be home. I have my nieces with me and we are doing a little dress-up.
My HG keeps telling me I better go change before someone comes to the door. Bring it on!