So here I sit at DIA. Alone.
My rockstar husband surprised me with a weekend trip to visit my bestie in MN.
So now I have three days to not change diapers. Three days to do whatever I want. Three days to eat uninterrupted and think of only myself.
Its weird. I realized on the way here that I haven’t traveled alone for four years. That might not seem like a long time but it feels like forever. Chris and I have traveled a lot together, so last time I traveled alone was BC (before Chris.) Which seems like another lifetime.
I am SUPER excited for this weekend. But I keep thinking I forgot something. Like I accidentally left my husband and kids at home.
Thanks, husband, for this trip. You are the BEST.