Ok, this is my last one I PROMISE!
Heather left this morning. We squeezed in 2 extra nights after 2 of her flights were rescheduled,
this means I have negative 3 days of home work accumulated, no big, i’m not stressed. My friend asked if I was sad that she had left, to which I replied instantly, ‘NO WAY! I GOT SHIT TO DO I’M A BUSY INDEPENDENT WOMAN WHO DON’T NEED NO WOMAN.’ … 8 hours later, my work is finished and I’m finding myself expecting her to walk out of the bathroom so we can get cuddly in front of Netflix and fall asleep. I miss her.
Ugh. Yeah. I got it bad.
This will also be known as the weekend in which I simply cannot take a good photo.