I woke up this morning and thought it was Friday. Sadly, it is not Friday.
I’m not complaining because I get to spend 2 more evenings with my parents.
But I am complaining because I don’t get to see my husband for 2 more evenings.
Eh. You win some, you lose some.
I’ll enjoy the company I currently have since their visits might be fewer and farther between. Completely expected with their first grandbaby on the way and all. I’m going to cherish these next 2 evenings of mom-cooked meals, brainstorming trips to Lowe’s, dad gluing our cabinet back together, and Kohl’s shopping – one memory at a time.
It’s not like we don’t see them almost weekly anyway (thank you, technology). But it’s different when family is physically here.
Different sometimes = stressful (Do we have enough clean towels? Are there dirty dishes piled in the sink? Did I close the cabinet too hard and wake someone up? What the heck sounds good for dinner tomorrow?).
Different mostly = awesome.
And I live for awesome. Ha.
The point is: it’s only Thursday, I’ve been loving this week with my parents, and I miss my husband.
Have a happy Thursday, friends!
Until next time — Cindy
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