Another Thursday is coming to an end, the weekend is closing in and I was gravely mistaken if I thought it would be a nice, relaxing one. Boyfriend's parents are coming down to bring some excess stuff back with them. We have a bit too much stuff and a guy is coming around on Monday to take pics of the flat for the sale adverts etc and it'd be good if it could look nice. Stress and all that other stuff that "in-laws" bring with them...
So, I see before me a couple of nights of tidying up and doing so alone as Boyfriend is off tonight for meal with his "cardio" people and we're both going to the races (dogs) tomorrow and Boyfriend already has plans for Saturday which cannot be put off any longer. His passport is expiring soon and I've reminded him for months but nothing has been done and I am going home for Easter with or without him. If it so happens that I'll be travelling alone he knows that he has got to get through hell and back before I can let him out of the dog house. IF I can be bothered coming back, that is...
I can't wait till I get to step on Swedish ground where the air is clean and fresh. A warm house. A dog. Trees. Lots of trees. Laholmsbukten. The open fields. Red wooden houses. Home. Proper food. Everything.
Man, I miss it!
2 comments:
I'm not really surprised you do, where you're from just looks soooo beautiful in photos I've seen of yours, I'd miss it like crazy if I'd moved away from such a place of unspoilt beauty! x
I've always loved the Swedish landscape/s but I appreciate it so much more when I haven't been home for a while. It's almost as if I start to "wilt" a little if I haven't been able to go home for a while. It's time to do so now though for a couple of deep breaths that will keep me going for a few months more... ;)
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