“I’ll have no husband, if you be not he.”
― William Shakespeare, As You Like It
You know what’s nice? Being with your spouse. Over the last two years we’ve spent ten months apart, which is doable but not my favorite. It’s much better having one’s nice husband around and close at hand.
Mum gets back on Tuesday and John flies in on the 14th so the whole gang will get one last hurrah before we head out. At some point Amy and Ryan will come to visit as well, and I need to head up to DC to see Xarissa and to Williamsburg to see Hannah. All of my friends are finally more or less in the same time zone and I’m leaving the country, typical.
Two weeks from tomorrow is our last day Stateside – suddenly everything is moving into crunch time. Banks are being called! British Pounds are being bought! Last minute purchases are being made when we confirm that certain brands will no longer be available to us! We are a flurry of activity over here.
I have one week left of work and it is a mad scramble to finish some projects – though the sheer amount of content I’ve wrangled, compiled, or scheduled is pretty impressive. Tomorrow we go back to my dad’s new rental property to continue fixing it up and trying to get renters into it. We’re busy over here! Here are your links, and tell me what you’re up to this weekend.
Interesting advice, that I may be taking at some point here in the next year. Thoughts?
80s wedding dresses struck celebrities too. A problem not necessarily confined to the 80s (Emma Thompson, what?!). Agree or disagree with this list?
The National Trust has gifted this Pinterest board to all of us. Be suitably thankful!
I love looking at clever, pretty small apartments and then ponder on the tiny, cramped thing we will probably have to live in once in London. Househunting commences in a couple of weeks and I’m getting a bit stressed when contemplating it.
If Jeff can talk me into having kids (and I’ve got to be honest, after this month of domestic wrangling, his chances are pretty low), I wonder about eye color. All the girls in my family have green eyes and if I have a daughter myself, I always thought it would be nifty if genetics continued the tradition for us. Jeff’s got blue, so apparently the odds are 50/50.
Kind of loved this.
Amy found this and everyone should check it out.