These days weren't that eventful to really talk about.
The 7th my husband came out to where I was and we spent the day relaxing before the big day. We went to a mall at lunch and chill out for a bit. Later in the day our other friends got there and we chilled for a bit. The four of us went to out for dinner and a huge storm rolled through.
The 8th was the wedding so there really isn't more to say. The day so busy with getting ready and dealing with family drama.
The 9th was me just driving the newly weds to the airport for their flight and driving myself home. I was so exhausted by the end of the day, the only "real" meal I had was McDonald's. When I got home I was so pooped and hot. Hubby and I just ended up eating popcorn for dinner and watching the new Space Jam movie, which wasn't too bad. After the movie I went right to bed.
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Non-FictionI don't know what this is. There is only one tag because I don't really want anyone to read this, I need a space to write and get things out. I really don't know where I am at the moment in my life anymore so I'm going to try something to help me.
