Two more days and my hubby will be home. After a month apart, that we were in desperate need of, he is coming home. All while he was gone, it gave us both time to think and remember why we fell in love in the first place. I think that he grew up a little bit, not having me around every day. Also, I realized that I have to let loose sometimes and not be so uptight, as friends mentioned to me on my golden birthday while they were intoxicating me. My birthday was probably the most fun that I have had in a long time.
I went out with friends and they bought me all sorts of drinks, I don't hardly remember what and how much I had to drink, which never happens. I proved people wrong, by showing up to a softball game and then chugging a beer... not what I usually do. I think I fell into a habit of just coming home and not doing anything because that's what I have been used to for so long. I come home to the hubby on a computer all day, no dishes done, no dinner made... so I just don't do anything. I didn't think I really had many friends, but I was proven wrong myself, on my birthday. Now if only I can hold tight to my promise to myself to go out and have fun, because... hell... you're only 23 once, right?
I promise to myself, I will loosen up, go out and have fun with my friends, and enjoy my time without kids while I can. I will be thankful for all that I have; a loving husband, family, friends and myself. Thank you world, for showing me that life can be wonderful once again.
Be thankful for all that you have, because tomorrow.... just might be good!