Something is about to happen, something we have been hoping and waiting for. I've known about it for a few days now, but I've been afraid to write about it. Afraid I'll jinx it.
But this morning I feel brave, so I will share the news:
We have the next three (3) weekends to ourselves. All alone, just the two of us.
He's already let it be known that there will be pain. That's a good thing; it's been so long since I've had a beating that my butt is way out of practice.
I can't wait. I feel like a little kid at Christmas time.