For the past month and a half, I have had the hardest time getting out of bed. I love my job which is the reason that I peel back the covers and stumble to get ready. I mean I've had days where I'm tired but it's not like that. I'm not tired. I just don't want to get up.
The only explanation that I have now is J. I feel so safe and warm in his arms, who would want to leave that? And we even go to bed on time (most nights)! When my alarm goes off, I used to press snooze, now I just turn it off and wait for his to come on. But J has the same problem I do as well. So he can blame his not wanting to get up on me as well.
I feel like saying "World leave us alone!" sometimes. But I keep saying there will be enough of that in the future. I'm looking forward to us going on vacation in couple of weeks. I can't wait for him to meet the rest of my mom and dad's family and to spend some time at Virginia Beach. Me sharing my life with him has never been more important. So I'm ready for sand, waves, and fishing. I can't wait! I love how this post advanced from me not wanting to get up to going on vacation. I love my mind :p.
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