So. Hmmm. Our plan is unfolding. Our plan that involves:
- LA LA LA (inside joke, best explained by me telling you that I need to quit being afraid of letting GOOD things happen in my life)
- Cohabitating after the necessary and glittery-with-goodness union of him and me
- Planning the aforementioned union and the subsequent cohabitation (MOVING BINDER, YO)
Did someone say something about his shoulders? What was I saying?
The loft is nearly complete. Next up: framing in the downstairs of his house...
And, PS: Just to clarify (because I would hate to not be clear here), we don't know when that union will happen. But stay tuned, Blog Friends, because I know inquiring minds want to know. Mercy, if I had a buck for every time I'm asked when we're getting married, I'd be quite wealthy! So..no shacking up, just to reiterate.
PPS: Please don't stop asking because it makes me grin all kinds of goofy when you do!