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This weekend was one of those ones that went by in the blink of an eye, but somehow still felt like it lasted forever just due to the amount of stuff that we jam-packed in there. Do you know what I’m talking about? I think you do.
What began as a relaxing evening in with a girlfriend quickly turned into a trek up north to visit my grandparents, a whirlwind of acquiring our pillows and curtains and trying to get them in place, as well as a sunday spent at the old apartment painting it back to its original colour before handing over the keys (the end of an era you guys). It did, however, end with the condo to myself, a bubble bath, and a big mug of peppermint tea. Oh, and cute doodles left on the mirror for when Justin returned from his late evening hockey game.
ps. don’t mind that my book is sopping wet. I mistakenly turned on the tub jets before the water was high enough thus splashing water EVERYWHERE. (It’s actually my moms book. Sorry mom!) Sometimes I have blonde moments. Sometimes.