Back from visiting the family for the first time! Tomorrow I'll give you a full run down on meeting the family, making friends with at least five puppies and a gaggle of kiddos. But, at this moment, Gabriel has left me at home to run out to the post office before the end of the business day...so I'm just rockin' a quick post.
These thirty minutes are the longest we've been apart for the past two weeks. There's a lot of romantic debriefing that can happen in thirty minutes....this I've realized.
For example: At a young age, I decided that I wouldn't live with anyone before getting married. And I've kept that commitment...and want to continue to keep that promise, both for myself and for whomever I marry. But, there's something to be said for spending a few weeks together, vacation style, fairly uninterrupted. Learning each other's quirks. Discovering how you work as a unit. Uncovering each others flaws. Apparently I leave the bathroom floor a swamp after a shower. (Admittedly true.) He leaves his socks on the living room floor at the end of the night. (True, but he might not admit it.) And yet, we balance nicely.
And, I've learned this: Every morning, he lays his clothes out on the bed. Socks, pants, shirt. Everything.
It's pretty cute. :)