its true. bf hopped on a plane and left me home alone for almost two weeks. but never fret! he'll be back on friday.
every time he goes on one of these trips i always imagine having a wealth of time to do a million things that i'd been putting off. and pretty much every single time, almost none of it gets done. i really don't know where the time goes.
actually thats a lie.
i know perfectly well where its gone: more time at the gym, dinner with friends, and strangely a lot of visits to the mall/target/tjmaxx/wherever else that will take my money in exchange for clothing or shoes. i think i just like keeping busy because it makes the time go by faster. unfortunately it often seems to result in a bigger dent in my wallet.
i should really learn how to stay home.
but at least i got my taxes done?
photos by me
zara cardigan, cotton on dress, steve madden lorra boots, target headband