17 days. Brit Boy arrives back in Austin in 17 days. Excitement doesn't begin to describe my emotions right now. However, this wasn't always the right descriptor.
Some off y'all aren't aware of this, but when Brit Boy arrives here August 17, it's not just a visit. He's moving in. He's moving from London to Austin to give this thing a go. Excited? Yes, very. Scared? You better believe it.
As recently as two weeks ago I wasn't sure that this was something I could do. It was the usual "what-ifs" filling my head. "What if the connection is no longer there?" "What if we can't stand living together?" "What if he gets annoyed with my cute little waking-up noises?" (Yes, I make little whining noises as I wake up. Someone once referred to them as pterodactyl cries.)
Needless to say, those concerns are pretty much gone. We've spent a good deal of time living together already (before he went on his round-the-world journey), we've traveled together (domestically and internationally), and we really have this great skill called communicating. We seem to do that rather well. Go figure.
Anyway, 17 days. 17 DAYS!!!! (thanks be given to Shiva, cuz lord knows I need to get laid)
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